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Updated: June 2, 2025

"Thanks, Aunt Sheba," he said, motioning to a table, without pausing in his distracted walk. She put down the tray, retreated hesitatingly, and then began: "Dear Mas'r Graham, my ole heart jes aches for yer. But don't yer be so cast down, mas'r; de good Lord knows it all, and I'se a-prayin' for yer and de lubly Miss Grace night and day."

Edward Payson Roe - His Sombre Rivals