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’” “I have no choice,” Anna declared. ” “Girls!” cried Ann Veronica. Winifred instantly picked it up. ’ ‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’ ‘Hardly. Returning to the churchyard, he walked round it; and on the western side, near a small yew-tree discovered a new-made grave. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. Sheppard; and, as soon as he could command his feelings, which were considerably excited by the mention of her distresses, he squeezed her hand warmly, bestowed a hearty execration upon his own inhumanity, and swore he would neither separate her from her child, nor suffer any one else to separate them.
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