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" "A friend is not so soon gained as lost," replied Wood; "but how has the prediction been fulfilled, Joan, eh?" "I thought you would have guessed, Sir," replied the widow, timidly. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. "This is our last transaction together. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees.
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