Yes, yes, there is no doubt about it. “You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered. "Can you not love him?" "Love him!" echoed the widow. ” “Friendship and love being separate things. ” “To a friend?” “To lodgings—alone. They always get back together. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. ” She looked at him wistfully, but with some unwilling doubt in her wrinkled forehead. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally.
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