” “What do you want?” he asked, bluntly. ” “I may come a little way, then?” he begged. "Your sympathy is being wasted. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. ” “What do you mean—by too late?” he demanded. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel.
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