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"It seems horrible to me that Mona should be on friendly terms with your enemy," says Geoffrey, passionately. "Yes" replies he, slowly as though regretful that he cannot deny his own identity. It is the 14th of December, and "bitter chill." Upon all the lawns and walks at the Towers, "Nature, the vicar of the almightie Lord," has laid its white winding-sheet. In the long avenue the gaunt and barren branches of the stately elms are bowed down with the weight of the snow, that fell softly but heavily all last night, creeping upon the sleeping world with such swift and noiseless wings that it recked not of its visit till the chill beams of a wintry sun betrayed it..
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As he approached, an old woman, bent with age and crippled, came from the lodge door and looked at him. A certain man, who had two wives, a daughter, and two sons, as he saw what a hard time they were having, said, "I shall not stop here to die. To-morrow we will move toward the mountains, where we may kill elk and deer and sheep and antelope, or, if not these, at least we shall find beaver and birds, and can get them. In this way we shall have food to eat and shall live." "Bless me!" says Geoffrey; "what an appalling thought! it makes me feel faint." Of that mysterious instrument, the soul,.
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