" "It shall be, Sir," replied Ireton, bowing. You were content, and I came to thrive on your happiness. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. I know nothing of that young lady. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. ’ Gerald laughed and clapped him on the back.
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