She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. "On my return, I found the window open, and the room vacant. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. “She can’t go now. " "I'm not afraid, mother," said the little girl, smelling at the bouquet.
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