" There was a pause. "Old Morgan the trader," she explained, "used to save me Tit-Bits. The Night-Cellar XVIII. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible. To be no longer with Martha was strange. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. But before the child could be committed to her care, it was wrested from the carpenter by Rowland.
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