"No; we never had one; at least, I never saw it. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands. Sheppard, who witnessed this occurrence with dismay, looked timorously at Wood, in expectation of some hint being given as to the course she had better pursue; but, receiving none, for the carpenter was too much agitated to attend to her, she ventured to express a fear that she was intruding. “I am developing ailments,” she said, meeting his questioning eyes. She nodded. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. Plainly. "I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one still.
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