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- Author: G A Henty
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1499688679
- ISBN-13: 9781499688672
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, softcover
- Language: English
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"You heard what he said, George?" "Oh, mother, mother!" "Don't sob so, my boy; he is right. I have seen it coming a long time, and, hard as it seems, it will be better. There is no disgrace in it. I have tried my best, and if my health had not broken down we might have managed, but you see it was not to be. I shall not mind it, dear; it is really only for your sake that I care about it at all." The boy had ceased sobbing, and sat now with a white set face. "Mother, it will break my heart to think that I cannot keep you from this. If we could only have managed for a year or two I could have earned more then; but to think of you-you in the workhouse!" "In a workhouse infirmary, my boy," his mother said gently. "You see it is not as if it were from any fault of ours. We have done our best. You and I have managed for two years; but what with my health and my eyes breaking down we can do so no longer. I hope it will not be for long, dear. You see I shall have rest and quiet, and I hope I shall soon be able to be out again." "Not soon, mother. The doctor said you ought not to use your eyes for months."
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- Author: G A Henty
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1499688679
- ISBN-13: 9781499688672
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, softcover
- Language: English English
"You heard what he said, George?" "Oh, mother, mother!" "Don't sob so, my boy; he is right. I have seen it coming a long time, and, hard as it seems, it will be better. There is no disgrace in it. I have tried my best, and if my health had not broken down we might have managed, but you see it was not to be. I shall not mind it, dear; it is really only for your sake that I care about it at all." The boy had ceased sobbing, and sat now with a white set face. "Mother, it will break my heart to think that I cannot keep you from this. If we could only have managed for a year or two I could have earned more then; but to think of you-you in the workhouse!" "In a workhouse infirmary, my boy," his mother said gently. "You see it is not as if it were from any fault of ours. We have done our best. You and I have managed for two years; but what with my health and my eyes breaking down we can do so no longer. I hope it will not be for long, dear. You see I shall have rest and quiet, and I hope I shall soon be able to be out again." "Not soon, mother. The doctor said you ought not to use your eyes for months."
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