She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. You heard her. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. I have one shilling and sevenpence halfpenny left. “But—your people!” she gasped. ” She yelled.
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