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9. They had not to tarry long. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. ” She surveyed this sentence for some time before going on. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. Warm reality was now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. ‘He prayeth best who loveth best—all things both great and small. But I don't understand her; she's over my head. Maybe half a year, counting this summer.
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