207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. Even though I knew you’d no one else to care. But it is my fault. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. ‘Why, that’s it. " "It's all so big and aloof. Epithalamy might do. "You know what I mean," said the trader, gravely. ’ He shifted unguardedly, and hissed a breath, wincing. You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of her misdeeds. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears.
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