She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. ” He asked questions and listened to her views for a time. For a few minutes he kept them at bay. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. " "I begin to see that I shall have to learn English all over again. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly.
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