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| we poor, short-sighted mortals had the plan-

ning of our lives, how strangely would they
be laid out! | had imagined that the child was
going to die, in order that her influence over the
life that had become so strangely mixed up with
hers might live. It had not occurred to me
that the lad, thrown into a state of desperation
and feeling himself branded as her murderer,
might be tempted to some rash act. Thank
heaven, he was not put to it. The child did
not die, but lived to be a further blessing to him.

When he waked from his swoon, We were

able to whisper in his ear that she had fallen

 

into a quiet sleep that possibly there had been
a mistake made. He staggered to his feet,
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