” “Mary, please don’t cry. " "Mr. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. “I have not quarrelled with her. Damn! I’ve splashed. All the village was assembled in the churchyard. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. ” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. "But there's nothing more to see in Canton. "Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. ” For a moment she was grave.
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