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'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on. My whole life shall be devoted to you, beloved girl. She answered slowly. "By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. Miss Ellicot pursed her lips and sat a little more upright. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. With the same inducements we should all do the same thing. ’ ‘Je m’en moque. Earles, but it is a good one.
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