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5. HALF-PAST TWO TO FIVE O'CLOCK P.M.
5. HALF-PAST TWO TO FIVE O'CLOCK P.M.Owen accompanied the newly-married couple to the railway-station, and in his anxiety to see the last of his sister, left the brougham and stood upon his crutches whilst the train was starting. When the husband and wife were about to enter the railway-carriage they saw one of the porters looking frequently and furtively at them. He was pale, and apparently very ill. 'Look at that poor sick man,' said Cytherea compassionately, 'surely he ought not to be here.' 'He's been very queer to-day, madam, very queer,' another porter answered. 'He do hardly hear when he's spoken to, and d' seem giddy, or as if something was on his mind. He's been like it for this month past, but nothing so bad as he is to-day.' 'Poor thing.' She could not resist an i
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