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She came back with two women, one in each arm, which she threw down like sticks as she alit onto the stone causeway. In the second, she was wretchedly poor, and assailed by temptations of which you can form no idea. “Rubbish!” he answered. ’ I received strange looks from them. She dumped him because she claimed she didn’t want him to go any farther. Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. ’ All at once Mrs Sindlesham looked across at him, a sharp question in her eyes. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character, give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in meditation at such a time and in such a place. No fear o' that. You never saw him before yesterday. E. You can go for a walk with Lucy.
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