The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. ’ ‘Which is exactly what started us off,’ Gerald said to his friend with a grin, as he gave up his injured hand to the other’s ministrations. “What’s that for?” He said. “It was,” she admitted.
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