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"My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. After all, old P. ’ If she suffered from dragging pain in her joints, Gerald thought it explained why her features were prematurely lined. " "Dear mother, don't say so," returned Winifred. There was no reason why she shouldn’t be his restrained and dignified friend. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers. All these circumstances,—slight in themselves, but powerful in their effect,—touched the heart of the widowed carpenter, and added to his depression. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel. Now if you are ready to go with me, I too am ready.
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