The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. Then a servant girl brought in a telegram. I only know that it is right to do what I do. “Mr. ” Mrs. "First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. She attacked his hair resolutely.
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