All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without the permission of Charles Scribner's Sons _For the long nights you lay awake_ _And watched for my unworthy sake:_ _For your most comfortable hand_ _That led me through the uneven land:_ _For all the story-books you read:_ _For all the pains you comforted:_…
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