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"I'm never satisfied with a first attempt. "A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. We were only—les autres. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. No matter what the fire and force of his passion, it falters eventually, and forever after smoulders or goes out. This light did not remain stationary, but could be seen at one moment glimmering through the rents in the roof, and at another shining through the cracks in the wall, or the broken panes of the casement. "It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel to quarrel with. " "Do not distress him, dear father," said Winifred; "he suffers deeply.
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