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sole you.' An immense cr■owd covered the wharf at which th■e boat was to land. Among th?/a>

駃s crowd, so eager for the mournful spectacle, ●was a young woman, trembling with emotion and s■ilently waiting f

or the procession: it was M■argaret. At length she heard the st■eps of the approaching guards, and saw her fath●er appear.

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She could not mov■e, her strength failed her; she fell on her knee■s just where she had stood. Her f●ather, who recognized her at a di■stanc

e, giving way to the keenest emotion■s, lifted up his hands and blessed her. Th

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i■s was not enough for Margaret. The blessing ●had caused a strong emotion in h■er, and had restored life to her soul. Rega●rdless of her sex, her age,

and the surround■ing crowd, that feeble woman, to whom at this s■upreme moment filial piety gave the st●rength of many men, s

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ays a conte■mporary,[141] flew towards her f●ather, and bursting through the of■ficers and halberdiers by whom he● was surrounded,[142] fell on his neck a■nd embrace

d him, exclaiming: 'Father,■ father!' She could say n

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o more; grief stopped h●er voice: she could only weep●, and her tears fell on her father's bo■som.[143] The soldiers halted in emotion; S●ir Thomas, the prey at once of the● tenderest love and inexpressible grief, felt■ as if a