” “Do you think that it was wise of you, or kind to come?” she asked quietly. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. ” “You love—Anna?” she exclaimed. They were sitting alone, Lucy. " "Hold!" interposed Winifred, gravely. . She had unaccountable gleams of sympathy with and liking for him. “I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. "Can you pull him through?" was the anxious question. “It was,” she admitted.
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