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‘
I
do
.
I
do
.
I
think
of
nothing
else
.
’
‘
I
would
have
you
think
of
nothing
else
to
-
night
—
of
nothing
but
those
things
which
will
soften
your
heart
,
dear
friend
,
and
open
it
to
old
affections
and
old
times
.
It
is
so
that
she
would
speak
to
you
herself
,
and
in
her
name
it
is
that
I
speak
now
.
’
‘
You
do
well
to
speak
softly
,
’
said
the
old
man
.
‘
We
will
not
wake
her
.
I
should
be
glad
to
see
her
eyes
again
,
and
to
see
her
smile
.
There
is
a
smile
upon
her
young
face
now
,
but
it
is
fixed
and
changeless
.
I
would
have
it
come
and
go
.
That
shall
be
in
Heaven
’
s
good
time
.
We
will
not
wake
her
.
’
‘
Let
us
not
talk
of
her
in
her
sleep
,
but
as
she
used
to
be
when
you
were
journeying
together
,
far
away
—
as
she
was
at
home
,
in
the
old
house
from
which
you
fled
together
—
as
she
was
,
in
the
old
cheerful
time
,
’
said
the
schoolmaster
.
‘
She
was
always
cheerful
—
very
cheerful
,
’
cried
the
old
man
,
looking
steadfastly
at
him
.
‘
There
was
ever
something
mild
and
quiet
about
her
,
I
remember
,
from
the
first
;
but
she
was
of
a
happy
nature
.
’
‘
We
have
heard
you
say
,
’
pursued
the
schoolmaster
,
‘
that
in
this
and
in
all
goodness
,
she
was
like
her
mother
.
You
can
think
of
,
and
remember
her
?
’
He
maintained
his
steadfast
look
,
but
gave
no
answer
.
‘
Or
even
one
before
her
,
’
said
the
bachelor
.
‘
It
is
many
years
ago
,
and
affliction
makes
the
time
longer
,
but
you
have
not
forgotten
her
whose
death
contributed
to
make
this
child
so
dear
to
you
,
even
before
you
knew
her
worth
or
could
read
her
heart
?
Say
,
that
you
could
carry
back
your
thoughts
to
very
distant
days
—
to
the
time
of
your
early
life
—
when
,
unlike
this
fair
flower
,
you
did
not
pass
your
youth
alone
.
Say
,
that
you
could
remember
,
long
ago
,
another
child
who
loved
you
dearly
,
you
being
but
a
child
yourself
.
Say
,
that
you
had
a
brother
,
long
forgotten
,
long
unseen
,
long
separated
from
you
,
who
now
,
at
last
,
in
your
utmost
need
came
back
to
comfort
and
console
you
—
’
