She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. Perhaps her granddaughter might marry his grandson. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. Spurling, drily. “That’s all,” she said “I’m afraid I’m a little confused about these things. I was mean to him. I leaned over and looked at him—he was quite still. In the midst of this light stood a young woman. ” For the moment her aunt could not think of any reply to this counterstroke, and Ann Veronica followed up her advantage by a sudden inquiry about her abandoned boots. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead.
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