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Two Days' Solitary Imprisonment-3
"The weather is growing cooler again," said Joseph, at last, rising to go to his room. It was at least two hours before his usual bedtime, but he could sit there no longer. "Yes, I think we shall have a frost," replied Silas, and the brothers parted. After Joseph had gone, Mrs. Kilgore came into the parlor and sat down with some sewing. She waited for her husband to speak and tell her if Joseph had said anything. But he sat there staring at the wall, and took no notice of her. Although she knew so well what had been preying upon his mind since last evening, yet he had not once referred to the matter, and she had not dared to do so. It was hard for a talkative little lady like her to understand this reticence about a matter so deeply felt. She could not comprehend that there may be grief
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