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"Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her. “I think we have,” he answered, gravely, and took her in his arms, and smoothed her hair from her forehead, and very tenderly kissed her lips. “I was already aware of the fact.
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