"How sweet these roses are! Shall I put them into water?" "Put them where they came from," replied Mrs. "I've been always true to you. She loves you too well for that. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. That bruise will answer the same purpose. The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. I want to leave it for ever.
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