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" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. I'm about to ring for supper. If you'd read your husband's dying speech, you'd know that he laid his death at Jonathan's door,—and with reason too, as I can testify. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. E.
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