But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him. " "Power o' mercy!" cried Blueskin starting. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face.
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