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\"Hardwood floors. ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. He shall have the estates. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again. You have no grasp upon the essential facts of life (I pray God you never may), and in your rash ignorance you are prepared to dash into positions that may end in lifelong regret. "Here!" shrieked Lady Trafford. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again, maybe she wasn't. The last observation, however, caught the attention of the carpenter's wife.
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