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"But if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be to him what I would have been. Lord, I am sixty. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. " "No fear of that," laughed Kneebone. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. " "Wretches!" screamed the lady; "don't dare to breathe your vile insinuations against me! Oh! Mr.
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