Your name?" "Owen Wood," replied the carpenter; "I've no reason to be ashamed of it. "Yes," answered the girl. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened the tiny white buttons of his shirt. "It is", seplied Winifred; "have you brought any tidings of Thames Darrell!" "Troth have I!" replied Terence: "but, bless your angilic face, how did you contrive to guess that?" "Is he well?—is he safe?—is he coming back," cried the little girl, disregarding the question.
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