From none of these could Jack ascertain what had become of Thames, or learn any particulars concerning the family at Dollis Hill, or of his mother. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand.
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