" So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate. Stonily he had disengaged himself. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. " "Won't my life do as well as his?" supplicated the other. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. “Sure, I guess so. ‘You have rifled his papers.
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