Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. "Shall I never see that sweet face again,—never feel the pressure of those kind hands more—nor listen to that gentle voice! Ah! yes, we shall meet again in Heaven, where I shall speedily join you. Ann Veronica had no answer for a moment.
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