"'Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. I’m leaving you, and you can’t stop me. I throw up work—everything! I just teach in one school, one good school, three days a week. He is delightful, is he not?’ ‘That will do, Lucilla. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her. Her head dipped deeply into the current, and she narrowly escaped being swamped. "And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours. For a moment he believed this merely a new phase of the dream.
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