“MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. ‘It is to say goodbye, you understand. ” She smiled faintly. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. "Now, Mr. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female voice, from an adjoining room.
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