. "Shall I never see that sweet face again,—never feel the pressure of those kind hands more—nor listen to that gentle voice! Ah! yes, we shall meet again in Heaven, where I shall speedily join you. What is it? Good God!” An unhappy little smile parted her lips. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. She was never violent when angry: she became as calm and baffling as the sea in doldrums. ’ She bit her lip, and then turning her face away, emitted another sigh. Makes you real. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet.
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