He's nice. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. Why, Nab, you shake as if you'd got an ague?" he added, turning to the Jew, whose teeth chattered audibly. Besides," added he, opening the shawl in which the infant was wrapped, and throwing the light of the candle full upon its sickly, but placid features, "it's sinful to repine while you've a child like this to comfort you. She got up early, and walked about the garden in the dewy June sunshine and revived her childhood. There is strength in you— misguided. No! That was impossible.
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