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Bleak House - Dickens, Charles ยท 57 words
How little I thought, when I raised my handkerchief to look upon the tiny sleeper underneath and seemed to see a halo shine around the child through Adas drooping hair as her pity bent her head how little I thought in whose unquiet bosom that handkerchief would come to lie after covering the motionless and peaceful breast.
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