And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any communication by words with him. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat.
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