” “I may come a little way, then?” he begged. It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. As to his mother, I've no pity for her. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. Perhaps because I don’t know. . I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. I would not have him know—now—for the world. " "It'll be over in a few minutes," rejoined Jonathan, impatiently; "in fact, it'll be over too soon for me.
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