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I'll keep it for your sake. The Dawn Pearl. “He couldn’t look me in the face and say it,” said Ann Veronica. He sat down. But after that it was easy. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. She surveyed accommodation that seemed at first merely austere, and became more and more manifestly inadequate as the moments fled by. We must always move on. "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. ‘How did you guess?’ ‘I guessed as soon as you said this was your house. Ann Veronica looked up at him and found him regarding her with eyes that were almost woebegone, and into which, indeed, he was trying to throw much more expression than they could carry. The coffin was lowered into the grave, and the mourners departed.
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