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She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. . "My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. I’ve thought that out, and you must make up your mind to it. Youth finds it pleasant sometimes to be melancholy.
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