"And, oh! forgive me, though I can never forgive myself, for the misery I have caused you. You must be lonely here with only a few men friends. "That depends upon you. “But your hair,” he gasped. "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. You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. "Coward!" cried Kneebone. She was pensive and thoughtful. She turned up dead after about eight weeks and it broke my heart.
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