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There was a long pause, during which Jane knit silently, wiping the tears from her eyes from time to time, as she looked at the pitiful figure lying weakly on the pillows. Suddenly Miranda said slowly and feebly:—
"I don' know after all but you might as well take Mark; I s'pose there 's tame boys as well as wild ones. There ain't a mite o' sense in havin' so many children, but it's a tumble risk splittin' up families and farmin' 'em out here 'n' there; they 'd never come to no good, an' everybody would keep rememberin' their mother was a Sawyer. Now if you 'll draw down the curtin, I 'll try to sleep."
