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And now for the fawney— the ring I mean. 54 \"Yes?\" \"No one says 'Oh my word' anymore. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. " "Unworthy, indeed!" sneered Mrs. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. As soon as he had read it, he let it fall from his grasp. You only live a block away!” 236 “I’ll do my best. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep.
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