As to his mother, I've no pity for her. It may be treacherous, it may lay up a store of future woe; but it insures present happiness, and that is sufficient. “But, forgive me, you are tired. If not, keep up your spirits. God knows how you did it. ” Lucy implored. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods.
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