... is—yes, I declare—why, it is dear little Paolo him Peg. Good gracious ! be has strayed away down here alone to look for blackberries, no doubt ; and as she spoke she rushed forward, and seizing the child by the skirt drew it back from the perilous over ...

... lieldog and imperfect words had told us too plainly that it was while stretching over the edge of the precipice to mither blackberries for that his mother had lent her footing Anil fallen headlong down. My wife would apend house by the bekide. I ventured ...