It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. " "For you!" exclaimed Jonathan; "don't flatter yourself that I'm thinking of you. But the stone was slippery; and the tide, which here began to feel the influence of the fall, was running with frightful velocity. "He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter.
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