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"Yet I was not so wholly engrossed as you imagine," she says, seriously. "I thought of you many times. For one thing, I felt glad that you could see this place with my eyes. But I have been silent, I know; and—and——" Those who wish to know something about how the people lived who told these stories will find their ways of life described in the last chapter of this book. Altogether it is a very exciting and pleasurable moment..
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