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A DREAMER
he could not form the wax. The work slipped from them and, falling upon the ground, rolled into a crevice beneath the stone of Mollie’s grave.
"I am too old," he said—"too old."
he could not form the wax. The work slipped from them and, falling upon the ground, rolled into a crevice beneath the stone of Mollie’s grave.
"I am too old," he said—"too old."
