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Chapter 4
JOHN BARTON'S GREAT TROUBLE. But when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed—she had Another morn than ours! HOOD. In the middle of that same night a neighbour of the…
JOHN BARTON'S GREAT TROUBLE. But when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed—she had Another morn than ours! HOOD. In the middle of that same night a neighbour of the…