Sheppard in a troubled voice, "that if I lost my child, I should lose all I have left in the world. ” He intoned. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. ‘You should be. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping.
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