“Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. "I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. "All good people pray heartily unto God for this poor sinner, who is now going to take his death, for whom this great bell doth toll. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship.
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