” He ruminated for a minute. “You are a miracle! God spares few from the Pestilence. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be. He knew. ‘Is it soft, the way you seize me from behind? Parbleu, my heart it is flown from my chest! Boom, boom, it goes, even now. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. I'll teach you submission in time. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. "Your son," answered the boy. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do.
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