The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. The advanced guard rode on to drive away any opposition, while the main body of the procession crossed the bridge, and slowly toiled up Holborn Hill. Come to take leave.
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