She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. Ah! I have it," he added, after a moment's deliberation; "he's there, I'll be sworn. I was rude and stupid. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. Old pupil. And Lady Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove off, at a rapid pace for Barnet.
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