The Heir of Redclyffe
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Chapter 1 1
Chapter 2 2
Chapter 3 3
Chapter 4 4
Chapter 5 5
Chapter 6 6
Chapter 7 7
Chapter 8 8
Chapter 9 9
Chapter 10 10
Chapter 11 11
Chapter 12 12
Chapter 13 13
Chapter 14 14
Chapter 15 15
Chapter 16 16
Chapter 17 17
Chapter 18 18
Chapter 19 19
Chapter 20 20
Chapter 21 21
Chapter 22 22
Chapter 23 23
Chapter 24 24
Chapter 25 25
Chapter 26 26
Chapter 27 27
Chapter 28 28
Chapter 29 29
Chapter 30 30
Chapter 31 31
Chapter 32 32
Chapter 33 33
Chapter 34 34
Chapter 35 35
Chapter 36 36
Chapter 37 37
Chapter 38 38
Chapter 39 39
Chapter 40 40
Chapter 41 41
Chapter 42 42
Chapter 43 43
Chapter 44 44
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Chapter 13 13

Oh, thou child of many prayers!

Life hath quicksands-life hath snares-

Care and age come unawares.

Like the swell of some sweet tune,

Morning rises into noon,

May glides onward into June.

-Longfellow

'What is the matter with Amy? What makes her so odd?' asked Charles, as his mother came to wish him good night.

'Poor little d

             
            

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