Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. " "Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black. . She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head. Glancing at each other, they rose from their seats and ventured to address the captain. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly.
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