"No one could have been more to me than you have been, and you are all I have left in the world.

Everything I care for goes away from me.

Life is so hard, so hard!" "Yes, little girl, I know," and the man stroked her hair tenderly, his own voice faltering.

"It's all hard; I learned that sad lesson long ago, but I 've tried to make it a little bit easier for you since we first came together.

Still, I don't see how I can possibly help this.
I 've been hunting after that fellow a long while now, a matter of fifteen years over a mighty dim trail, and it would be a mortal sin to permit him to get away scot-free.