In the Bishop's Carriage

In the Bishop's Carriage

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In the Bishop's Carriage

In the Bishop's Carriage

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When the thing was at its hottest, I bolted. Tom, like the darling he is -- (Yes, you are, old fellow, you're as precious to me as -- as you are to the police -- if they could only get their hands on you) -- well, Tom drew off the crowd, having passed the old gentleman's watch to me, and I made for the. women's rooms.

The station was crowded, as it always is in the afternoon, and in a minute I was strolling into the big, square room, saying slowly to myself to keep me steady:

"Nancy, you're a college girl -- just in from Bryn Mawr to meet your papa. Just see if your hat's on straight."

I did, going up to the big glass and looking beyond my excited face to the room behind me. There sat the woman who can never nurse her baby exc-

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