The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. I shall take to him as nat'ral as if he were my own flesh and blood afore long. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. The applause was uproarious at the end of the concert. She found no ready reply to that, and he went on: “This music is the food of love.
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