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Dickens, Charles

"The Cricket On The Hearth"

Last night she saw him, in the
interview we witnessed. It was wrong. But other-
wise than this she is innocent if there is truth on
earth!'
'If that is your opinion ' Tackleton began.
'So let her go!' pursued the Carrier. 'Go, with
my blessing for the many happy hours she has given
me, and my forgiveness for any pang she has caused
me. Let her go, and have the peace of mind I wish
her. She'll never hate me. She'll learn to like me
better, when I'm not a drag upon her, and she wears
the chain I have riveted, more lightly. This is the
day on which I took her, with so little thought for
her enjoyment, from her home. To-day she shall
return to it, and I will trouble her no more. Her
father and mother will be here to-day -- we had made
a little plan for keeping it together -- and they shall
take her home. I can trust her, there, or anywhere.
She leaves me without blame, and she will live so I
am sure. If I should die -- I may perhaps while she
is still young; I have lost some courage in a few hours
-- she'll find that I remembered her, and loved her
to the last! This is the end of what you showed me.


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