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I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. Here he obtained some breakfast, and mounting the hill turned off into the fields on the right. She pulled her hand away quickly. Now, it was a wilderness of weeds. . I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother.
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