There was every indication that she fled the island in company with a dissolute rogue. Perhaps, as you say, I do not really care—but I cannot do it. Listen to your mother's prayers, and do not let her die brokenhearted. I must not let you go again. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. "Did you ever hear me whine?" "No," admitted McClintock "You've no objection to my dropping in again later, after your guests go?" "No. And, when I have seen him pining away before my eyes, getting thinner and thinner every day, I have sometimes thought my prayers were heard. He must have married when he was quite a young man. She was poor.
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