207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. "How sweet these roses are! Shall I put them into water?" "Put them where they came from," replied Mrs. ” He left at once, immensely relieved, yet scarcely satisfied with himself as regarded his share of the interview with this young woman. God must love me, for he has guided me here. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. "Good night, Master. ” “I wish you would use my Christian name,” he said. He was a handsome man, and Lucy could see the strong resemblance of John to him. " "If in my power—certainly.
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