At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. The poor boy, wanting his empty coat! The incident, however, caused her to review the recent events. But he had always felt (he had never allowed himself to think of it) that the promptitude of their family was a little indelicate of her, and in a sense an intrusion. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. Yet she never once thought of changing it. "No, I tell you," rejoined Jonathan, shouldering his way out of the crowd. For it cannot be that this Jarvis will leave the house to my father.
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