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"Is it indeed you, or am I dreaming?" "You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. " "Ship her back to her father"—sagely. ” He smiled at her. There was one verse that haunted and mocked her. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. “Heaven knows!” said Mr. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. “Last time I saw you,” he reminded her, “you spoke, did you not, of obtaining some employment in London. . The boy would never know just how lucky he was. He had need of all the inexhaustible energy of his character to support him through his toilsome walk over the wet grass, or along the slippery ploughed land. "What! you still hesitate! Will that rouse you, coward?" And she gave him a smart rap on the head.
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