“Well?” “I don’t care a rap for all these things. Old thoughts, old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied myself happy,—as happy as I am now. ” Anna hesitated, and then held out the letter. . . "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom.
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