‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. John’s best friend’s parents were to be out of town again, he reported. So she approached him with sandwiches. " "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. “Go on!” she commanded.
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