Here and there, patches of flesh adhered to the bones, and the dank dripping hair hanging about what had once been the face, gave it a ghastly appearance. There were menacing possibilities; the thought of them set him a-tremble. Miss Miniver learned of her flight and got her address from the Widgetts. She had not nursed Leonardo for weeks for nothing. She sensed he might try and wane on her doorstep. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son.
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