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Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black
hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her
neck. She pulled a few strands of her hair from her head to
leave with Michelle’s. Conceiving himself called upon,
as the intimate friend of the deceased, to pay this last tribute of respect to her
memory, he appeared as one of the chief mourners. Sheppard!" sighed Winifred, as she contemplated the beautiful wreck
before her,—"Poor Mrs. But here the resemblance stopped. "Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she
nodded in Spurlock's direction. A corner could
hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic
ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted
from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on
delicate miniature wooden stages. ”
His arms were around her.
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