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Sheppard's attention; and no sooner did she in some degree recover from the shock occasioned by the sight of her son's debased condition, than, regardless of any other consideration except his instant removal from the contaminating society by which he was surrounded, and utterly forgetting the more cautious plan she meant to have adopted, she rushed into the room, and summoned him to follow her. An hour later the doctor arrived; and after a thorough examination, he looked doubtful. "By all means," rejoined Quilt. ‘Do you think it is the man in the moon that I mean? What is it that Gérard has told you?’ ‘That you need help. They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food. Sheppard. It was obvious that he had waited for her. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. The end of the world seemed at hand. Hetty, looking out of the window—she always smoked her after-breakfast cigarette at the window for the benefit of the less advanced section of Morningside Park society—and trying not to raise objections, saw Miss Stanley going down toward the shops. It did not occur to her that save for some accidents of education and character they had souls like her own.
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