"First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields. Then he could hear Hilary breathing beside him, and from outside the muted twittering of birds. from many ships. " So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate.
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