” “I have denied it,” she answered. ‘Still more would I be so if he had come himself to tell me this. ” Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar, tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face. Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it. “Goodnight. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness.
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