Ralph Lauren

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y about her boy."So, Mary, you're here! Oh! Mary, lass! He's to be tried on Tuesday."She fell to sobbing, in the convulsive breath-catching manner which tells so of much previous weeping."Oh! Mrs Wilson, don't take on so! We'll get him off,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], you'll see. Don't fret; they can't prove him guilty!""But I tell thee they will,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]," interrupted Mrs Wilson, halfirritated at the light way, as she considered it, in which Mary spoke; and a little displeased that another could hope when she had almost brought herself to find pleasure in despair."It may suit thee well," continued she, "to make light o' the misery thou hast caused; but I shall lay his death at thy door, as long as I live, and die I know he will; and all for what he never did--no, he never did; my own blessed boy!"She was too weak to be angry long; her wrath sank away to feeble sobbing and worn-out moans.Mary was most anxious to soothe her from any violence of either grief or anger; she did so want her to be clear in her recollection; and, besides, her tenderness was great towards Jem's mother. So she spoke in a low gentle tone the loving sentences, which sound so broken and powerless in repetition, and which yet have so much power, when accompanied with caressing looks and actions, fresh from the heart; and the old woman insensibly gave herself up to the influence of those sweet, loving blue eyes, those tears of sympathy,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], those words of love and hope,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and was lulled into a less
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