A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night. ‘If you’ll have the goodness, missie, to move yourself out of the way,’ he said aggrievedly, ‘and let us at him, we might have a chance of doing just that. The action steadied him; and there was a phase of irony, too, that helped. He loved you. His throat filled; he wanted to weep. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. Shouldn't you be getting home?\" \"It's not far.
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