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" "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. ” She smiled at him. ” “My wife was astounded—wounded beyond measure. CHAPTER I. "All good people pray heartily unto God for this poor sinner, who is now going to take his death, for whom this great bell doth toll. In the discussion there was the oddest mixture of things that were personal and petty with an idealist devotion that was fine beyond dispute. ” “Not yet,” he said. Woof! What a dog. “You may call anytime. ” After a pause, she added, “Do you mind fetching back my recalcitrant cavalier.
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