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She sings better perhaps. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. He looked melancholy enough, it is true. ‘And I don’t mind telling you it goes agin’ the grain with me to let you go free and all, missie. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. She rested for a half hour in heaven on earth, feeling herself drift in and out of sleep.

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