“It isn’t only the dance,” she said. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. ” “I did not come,” she faltered. Them young prigs is all alike. The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence. Her lips were dry and cracked. You wish another name? Eh bien. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero. Before he could draw in the rein, his steed—startled apparently by some object undistinguishable by the rider,—swerved with such suddenness as to unseat him, and precipitate him on the ground. She held out her arms to him and smiled. “Do come and cheer me up. Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow.
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