” “Well,” Mrs. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. You make me angry, and I lie. ” “I have been through dozens of foster parents, John. This hand consigned him to destruction, but another was stretched forth to save him.
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