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“It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast
gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined
things of her childhood. “Will you say what you have to say, please, and go. Directly dinner was over Mr. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by
a solemn oath to fulfil it. ‘Certainly I have them with me. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. He had sufficient strength
to wait upon himself. It's mighty
lonesome down there for a man bred to cities. I thought Mr.
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