Capes saw her, felt for her, cared for her greatly, even if he did not love her. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. Was it VERY horrible? I tried to get into the police-court, but the crowd was ever so much too big, push as I would. "There's Sharples," cried Quilt. " "What kind?" "Dickens, Hugo.
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