I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. Sheppard put out her arms mechanically. "The Dawn Pearl!" he said, making to recline again. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. Or at least he did the day before yesterday.
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