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it was now some years since the village-folk had begun to say to Sarah Cogan: "
You must hurry up and find a husband," with a twinkle in their eyes. Sarah had
noticed lately, with an odd ache at her heart, that they did not say it now as often
as ...
it was now some years since the village-folk had begun to say to Sarah Cogan: "
You must hurry up and find a husband," with a twinkle in their eyes. Sarah had
noticed lately, with an odd ache at her heart, that they did not say it now as often
as ...
Page 162
said Sarah, only half aloud. She admitted in that moment to herself that, if he did
not, somehow, it would be a blow to her. They discussed the beauty of the
sentiments and of the writing. "He was always an honest poor feller," said Mrs.
Barry, ...
said Sarah, only half aloud. She admitted in that moment to herself that, if he did
not, somehow, it would be a blow to her. They discussed the beauty of the
sentiments and of the writing. "He was always an honest poor feller," said Mrs.
Barry, ...
Page 163
At the end of the three months James wrote again to Sarah. "Aunt, he's coming
home — he'll be here in three weeks' time," said Sarah; "an' he — he says he's
comin' back to marry me, an' l'm to meet him at the station, an' not to tell any one
in ...
At the end of the three months James wrote again to Sarah. "Aunt, he's coming
home — he'll be here in three weeks' time," said Sarah; "an' he — he says he's
comin' back to marry me, an' l'm to meet him at the station, an' not to tell any one
in ...
Page 164
Sarah found him sympathetic. "Times change, don't they?" she said, with the
impulse of a young girl. "An' yourself with them!" "That's true," he assented
eagerly. " 'Tis almost an awful thought." "Isn't it?" she exclaimed. "Ye are in dread
to meet ...
Sarah found him sympathetic. "Times change, don't they?" she said, with the
impulse of a young girl. "An' yourself with them!" "That's true," he assented
eagerly. " 'Tis almost an awful thought." "Isn't it?" she exclaimed. "Ye are in dread
to meet ...
Page 289
... when the afternoon sun fell on the door "Stumpy" showed as boldly as the
lady's name above it. lt was not yet half-past seven and only the semblance of
morning was coming through the fog-laden atmosphere. The paraffin lamp in
Sarah ...
... when the afternoon sun fell on the door "Stumpy" showed as boldly as the
lady's name above it. lt was not yet half-past seven and only the semblance of
morning was coming through the fog-laden atmosphere. The paraffin lamp in
Sarah ...
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