A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. She 191 picked up the remote, usurping it of its dividing status between their bodies. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. In this attempt he was, however, foiled by the agility of the carpenter, who managed to retreat to the door, against which he placed his back, kicking the boards vigorously with his heel. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. You are alone in the world, you have no one save yourself to consider. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence.
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