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” “I cannot do it!” he cried hoarsely. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. Among the commercial enticements McClintock found a real letter. He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. He really deserves a better fate, does he not? He is so beautifully persistent. Too late. The girl was flushed with excitement, bright-eyed, and braced for a struggle; her aunt had never seen her looking so fine or so pretty. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. " She showed him the locket; and he studied the face.
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