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Dixwell. Forgiveness! Oh, forgiveness, and a grave!
Mary. God knows thy heart, my father! and I shudder
To think what thou perchance hast acted.
Dixwell. Oh!
Mary. No common load of woe is thine, my father. ELLIOT'S Kerhonah.
Mary still hovered between life and death when Jem arrived at the house where she lay; and the doctors were a