All these things spoke of peace;—but there are seasons when the pleasantest external influences have a depressing effect on the mind, by painfully recalling past happiness. She had never expected John capable of saying such things, of thinking such macabre ideas. I shall ride to St. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions.
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