. I need scarcely ask whether you've executed your appointed task, my dear? You're never behindhand. She would write to Gerald. So, very carefully, he raised her in his arms and carried her to her bed. For a short time they allowed me to share the warmth of their lives. How the deuce, though, am I going to account for her? People will be asking questions when they see her; and if I tell the truth, they'll start to snubbing her. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. "I am—I am!" cried the widow, snatching the babe, and pressing it to her breast with rapturous delight "God be thanked, I have found it!" "We have both good reason to be grateful," added the lady, with great emotion.
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