" Here she began to blubber loudly for sympathy. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. “That,” she answered, “is far easier to believe. Much to my amazement, as soon as I was in her presence I forgot about my magic and thought only of love. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. . ‘What a fate he finds for me. The Becks were the best foster family that she had ever had. . Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. If he keeps his word, I'll keep mine. Ireton rushed forward to open the wicket for him. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart.
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