I believe that he will marry her. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. They came from every part, from the pit, the circle and the gallery, even from the stalls. And he began also at times to wake at night and think about her. ‘You are there. And there was another matter. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. " "I'm not afraid, mother," said the little girl, smelling at the bouquet.
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