“My Mom never gets a good night’s sleep. ‘A word, if you please, my friend. It was so hopeless to put it to them. Not all of us, but some of us. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. . A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed.
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