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One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. . "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. “I don’t mean simply intensity of sensation. Now tell them why. Give me the keys and the light.
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