"But if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be to him what I would have been. . You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. “I see nothing of my sister,” she said. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her. "Aren't you afraid?" "Of what?"—serenely.
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