"It's all up, master," groaned Ben, "nothin' short of a merracle can save us. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. Creeping stealthily up stairs, unmasking a dark lantern, and glancing into each room as he passed, he was startled in one of them by the appearance of Mrs. They were so nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand. He slapped his knee. Yet, I suppose that at the present moment I am the most envied man in the room. "Who are you?" inquired Mrs.
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