She blushed prettily, and in a moment regained command of her tongue. I will tell you what you shall give me, if you like. Wood," she continued, with a sudden change of tone, and convulsively clutching the carpenter's arm, "promise it me. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. ” She changed the subject abruptly. I’ve never had these crying fits before.
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