"You have always been, far dearer to me than myself," replied Mrs. " "Perhaps not," replied Jack, carelessly. . . “I suppose you could at least tune it for us if you know how to play. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai.
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