\"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a
large grin on his fat Irish face. Anna sat with the face of a Sphinx—
waiting. For a long time there had been a standing offer
from the company at Copeley's to take over the McClintock plantation; and today he had decided to sell. Byrom,—a poet of whom his native town, Manchester, may be justly
proud; and his features and figure have been preserved by the most illustrious of
his companions on the present occasion,—Hogarth,—in the levée in the "Rake's
Progress," and in "Southwark Fair. She thought of an old
abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver,
but shrugged off the idea in disdain. She produced
from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district
visitor.
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