The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. ” “You can’t be killed?” He asked. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. ” “I wish you good luck,” she answered. "I have not trusted you. A farthing candle, stuck in a bottle neck, shed its feeble light upon the table, which, owing to the provident kindness of Mr. 1. " "Loved me! You!" "I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen by a gipsy in Lancashire.
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