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“
And
the
children
have
some
toys
.
”
“
I
didn
’
t
know
—
you
ever
sent
them
anything
!
”
she
murmured
,
much
moved
.
“
I
almost
wish
you
had
not
—
yes
,
I
almost
with
it
!
”
“
Why
,
dear
?
”
“
It
—
hampers
me
so
.
”
“
Tessy
—
don
’
t
you
love
me
ever
so
little
now
?
”
“
I
’
m
grateful
,
”
she
reluctantly
admitted
.
“
But
I
fear
I
do
not
—
“
The
sudden
vision
of
his
passion
for
herself
as
a
factor
in
this
result
so
distressed
her
that
,
beginning
with
one
slow
tear
,
and
then
following
with
another
,
she
wept
outright
.
“
Don
’
t
cry
,
dear
,
dear
one
!
Now
sit
down
here
,
and
wait
till
I
come
.
”
She
passively
sat
down
amid
the
leaves
he
had
heaped
,
and
shivered
slightly
.
“
Are
you
cold
?
”
he
asked
.
“
Not
very
—
a
little
.
”
He
touched
her
with
his
fingers
,
which
sank
into
her
as
into
down
.
“
You
have
only
that
puffy
muslin
dress
on
—
how
’
s
that
?
”
