“There Nancy,” she whispered, “is a sunbeam for breakfast dipped in milk.”,
He smiled wanly, and her heart ached for him; but she knew sympathy was unsafe just then. “If you could see that comical, crooked eye of yours blinking at me, like a chicken asking your intentions, you’d laugh, Billy.”,
As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared..
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