ruin you. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. ’ She looked up again and smiled sweetly. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. The tall, blond boys, right?” “That’s them. ‘Must be still downstairs. That’s why I chucked Manning. His five o’clock shadow was bristly against her fingers. unless a copyright notice is included. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. But take a drop of wine," urged he, filling a drinking-horn and presenting it to her; "it's choice canary, and'll do you good. "This locket," he said, taking a little ornament attached to a black ribband from his breast, and giving it her,—"do you remember it?" "I do—I do!" cried Winifred. 1.
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