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Well, my dear, it is
time you stopped wallowing in your sorrows like a
common wretch. ‘So it was. ”
She shook her head. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit;
and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful
distance, entered the churchyard. "I did not know … that it was … like that!" She stepped back;
but as his hands fell she caught and held them tightly. It worked. We had such a pride in you, such
hope in you. Winds
returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not
bloom.
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