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“I will put the question,” Drummond said gravely. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. . She glanced into his face. That is how I learned that there were such things as novels. Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come into contact—a natural woman. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. "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.
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