’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. Mr. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. \"The servants will hear you!\" \"I don't care! Why do you?” She cried. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. His destination was the New Mint. You have neither reason nor logic. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished.
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