She never knew what became of her farmer after that. “She means to go. “So am I the jewel or the bug inside?” He smiled. “And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. “No, stay, Lucy. She is extremely lovely, but for her to have borne the name of the Blessed Virgin would have been nothing short of sacrilege.
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