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? ? ? ? "O, Tom, you didn't make any marks!"

? ? ? ? "Becky I was such a fool! Such a fool! I never thought we might want to come back! No- I can't find the way. It's all mixed up."

? ? ? ? "Tom, Tom, we're lost! we're lost! We never can get out of this awful place! O, why did we ever leave the others!"

? ? ? ? She sank to the ground and burst into such a frenzy of crying that Tom was appalled with the idea that she might die, or lose her reason. He sat down by her and put his arms around her; she buried her face in his bosom, she clung to him, she poured out her terrors, her unavailing regrets, and the far echoes turned them all to jeering laughter. Tom begged her to pluck up hope again, and she said she could not. He fell to blaming and abusing himself for getting her into this miserable situation; this had a better effect.


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