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“He has said something of the sort. The stranger with a bow returned to his table. He took into his soul some of the father's misery, some of the daughter's, to mingle with his own. F. Anna admitted the fact. Some had the dignity and the aloofness of a rock in the sea; and others were as the polished pebbles on the sands—one saw the difference of pebble from pebble only by close scrutiny. Athens was heaven on earth, and those who inhabited it knew it was so, and savored it. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. ” He leaned to kiss her 131 and she returned his kiss, which she drew out, savored, and tried to memorize. “He was alive at four o’clock this afternoon,” she answered, “but the doctors give little hope of his recovery.
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