Sheppard!" sighed Winifred, as she contemplated the beautiful wreck before her,—"Poor Mrs. ’ ‘Don’t count on it. “You cannot! Oh, you cannot. "We shall meet again ere long, my son," cried Mrs. ’ ‘You saw? Where were you? How did you see?’ ‘Your heroic milice are not as clever as they thought. . This year—I’ve got it badly. " He rose for fear she might touch him again. I don't know whose brainless head it may be, but it'll do for my collection. When a mere child she fixed her affections upon a youth named Thames Darrell, whom her father brought up, and who perished, it is supposed, about nine years ago; and she has determined to remain faithful to his memory.
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