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I have spent the last week at Hurst Court, where Moll and her husband have lived ever since Lady Godwin’s death.  They are making of hay in the meadows there; and ’twas sweet to see Moll and her husband, with their two boys, cocking the sweet grass.  And all very merry at supper; only one sad memory cast me down as I thought of poor Jack, sorrowing to think he could not see the happiness which, as much as our past troubles, was due to him.