His mother used to live i' this village, just down yonder; but when her son took to bad ways, she went distracted,—and now she's i' Bedlam, I've heerd. I set myself to find employment. She had come to despise those who were fertile out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. It was a neat, efficient-looking room, with a writing-table placed with a business-like regard to the window, and a bookcase surmounted by a pig’s skull, a dissected frog in a sealed bottle, and a pile of shiny, black-covered note-books. He looked at her for a moment in a puzzled sort of way.
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