The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. One night she apparently fell asleep. Down that on the right the young culprit was dragged—along that on the left a fainting woman was borne in the arms of several females. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. But he afterwards acted upon the suggestion. His arm fell to his side. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. " "Never!" shrieked Mrs.
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