She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. She felt she had to go on. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. A rock gave way to deep water. ‘You are the one that I have met in London. He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows. You don't notice the heat; but it is always there, pressing down. He had but to give his orders. " This strong feeling of remorse having found a natural vent, in some degree subsided, and he addressed himself to his present situation. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. CHAPTER VII.
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