" "Pity!" shrieked the widow. It was her distinctive test of an emotional state, its interference with a kindly normal digestion. God would have taken mercy on her baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and that he had taken her beloved mother. The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. Had Gosse taken it as he escaped? What could she do? Gosse now knew that she was the daughter of Mary Remenham. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore.
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