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I know I am undeserving of your bounty; but if I were to tell you what hardships I have undergone—to what frightful extremities I have been reduced—and to what infamy I have submitted, to earn a scanty subsistence for this child's sake, —if you could feel what it is to stand alone in the world as I do, bereft of all who have ever loved me, and shunned by all who have ever known me, except the worthless and the wretched,—if you knew (and Heaven grant you may be spared the knowledge!) how much affliction sharpens love, and how much more dear to me my child has become for every sacrifice I have made for him,—if you were told all this, you would, I am sure, pity rather than reproach me, because I cannot at once consent to a separation, which I feel would break my heart. “You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He asked with a sardonic grin on his face. ‘You’ll make shadows. Moments, indeed! We like each other fresh and fresh. I guess she used to pick on her for being big and fat. I love you. They were Jonathan Wild and Quilt Arnold. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. Side by side with the cheese (its never-failing accompaniment, in all seasons, at the carpenter's board) came a tankard of swig, and a toast. Now we meet again, and you will scarcely look at me.
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