“Where am I?” he muttered. Pennsylvania Dutch. ’ He smiled down at her. “I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. "You needn't go far to do that," returned Quilt; "there he stands.
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