" "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. You don't know what you have got; I do. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. The day comes when you shall regret how you have spoken to me. "She was mine before you ever saw her. “Do you believe me now?” She asked.
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