“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. Hoddy. And finally, when Jeremiah, having bestowed upon Mrs. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had.
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