At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. “In five minutes I shall be ready. "And someday let him care for me!" She sprang up, alarmed. “I’ve fallen in love. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain.
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