"Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving.
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