The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. “That’s the point.
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