Ah! I have it," he added, after a moment's deliberation; "he's there, I'll be sworn. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. That's why I'm so anxious to get her to a haven. It's exactly like a miniature I have in my pocket. Insulting cries became frequent and various, but for the most part she could not understand what was said.
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