There is no more

There is no more However that did fellows villager, Domingo died.

His eyes were closed that never not to open any more.

Sobbed mother it Violently, the aunt Maria, friends and acquaintances, and slesadly lamented share fell unconscious.

There is no more Domingo!

people spoke.

Is not present more goodhearted and hardworking boy.

And suddenly there was that beggar, which tatter of Domingo washed and which was given to drink by coffee.

But now on it was not the dirty rags, and snowwhite clothes, and her face radiated light.

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