" "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. " The mortal agony behind those eyes! And all the while he had probably loved his child. When the woollen-draper was nearly worn out, the Amazon watched her opportunity, and hitting him on the arm, disabled it. “My dear boy,” she exclaimed. Ah, Thierry and Poussaint, if my memory serves me. She turned up dead after about eight weeks and it broke my heart. They sold him the whisky. She almost submitted to this ending of her adventure. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them.
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