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" "Iss, missis," grinned the black. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him. ” She looked at him, pleading, miserable in her fancy gown. And, when I have seen him pining away before my eyes, getting thinner and thinner every day, I have sometimes thought my prayers were heard. Blest with a fond husband, surrounded by every comfort, you have never been assailed by the horrible temptations to which misery has exposed me. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. But how am I to know of things?” “Some things I hope you may never know,” he said.
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