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“Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t
stand it?”
He regarded her as though this was a new idea. "
"Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your
side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. Had Gosse taken it as he escaped? What could she
do? Gosse now knew that she was the daughter of Mary Remenham. They were very nice about
it, in memory of your father. ”
She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and
gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America
candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama
party. "No; but I shall, before he
retires to rest.
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