Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. Hearing the approach of the rider, Mr. “Yes, I remember you now. Anyhow, he did not sentimentalize her. Her husband was drinking in the tavern with the other guests. " He opened his eyes again. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night.
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