It had, as it were, blown up at the concussion of his first step. “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. “I thought that I heard a groan,” Anna whispered. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. I cannot protect you.
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