"Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when
I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible
asylum. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy
face from me?
She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the
Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned
some verse of tender lyric beauty. "Well, he's a pretty fellow at all events," observed Mrs. ‘So it is that you could not help it. “What do you think of them?”
Anna extended her critical survey and shrugged her shoulders. And afterward her mother and Alice kissed long and clung to each other. The tension was
palpable. "
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