The bed, if such it might be called,
was little else but a bundle of rags
thrown into a corner of the room with a
dirty blanket spread across it, and there
she was left by her inhuman seducer to
mourn her misfortune, and lament hav-
ing her papa's injunctions.
was little else but a bundle of rags
thrown into a corner of the room with a
dirty blanket spread across it, and there
she was left by her inhuman seducer to
mourn her misfortune, and lament hav-
ing her papa's injunctions.
Childrens - Tales of the Hermitage
