“Let’s go in here. “He was alive at four o’clock this afternoon,” she answered, “but the doctors give little hope of his recovery. Wood turned to look at him. “But don’t you know about me?” he said at last. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness.
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