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“ Madam Effingham, let an old man kiss your hand, and wish God's choicest blessings on you and your'n.""Once more let me beseech you, stay!" cried Elizabeth. "Do not, Leather-Stocking, leave me to grieve for the man who has twice rescued me from death, and who has served those I love so faithfully. For my sake, if not for your own, stay. I shall see you in those frightful dreams that still haunt my nights, dying in poverty and age, by the side of those terrific beasts you slew. [192] There will be no evil that sickness, want, and solitude can inflict that my fancy will not conjure as your fate. ”
