Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. ‘I do not know. She passed down the stairs and into the street. . Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake, but for the sake of this poor babe. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. He had conveyed it to her, not verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble method of prohibition.
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