”
They loitered under trees, they sat on mossy banks they gossiped on friendly
benches, they came back to lunch at the “Star and Garter,” and talked their
afternoon away in the garden that looks out upon the crescent of the river. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea
roved, seeking the way. "I'm your dupe no longer. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to
another chamber beyond. For all her begging she had been given the choice to go
into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the
rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly
lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing
babies. He subjected me there to
great annoyance by claiming me as his wife. "And now," she
added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a
few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have
to go through—to pray for my son. And then, as she stood
there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon
her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. She was interested by the swearing of the witnesses. "If you doubt my word, woman," replied the carpenter's wife, coldly, "ask Mr.
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