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The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. The door is open, so it is needless to ask leave to enter. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. " "Faix, then we'll do it in style," cried the fellow. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage. She listened with dumb fear in her eyes. But it would be too risky. " "To-morrow will be too late," replied the widow, in a hollow voice, "I feel it will.

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