‘My wife would say she is English a little. A ragged
gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of
whisker hung from his chin. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. Entering the outer gate, and traversing the broad gravel walk before-mentioned,
Jack ascended the steps, and was admitted, on feeing the porter, by another iron
gate, into the hospital. “Are you a special sort of clergyman,” she said, after a pause, and
looking down her nose at him, “or do you go to the Universities?”
“Oh!” he said, profoundly. Sheppard, with a faint smile and a doubtful
shake of the head, as Wood drew her to a seat beside him, "for I've had my full
share of misery.
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