Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. \"You cannot know how frustrated I have become. "Take my life, if you're so disposed.
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