Her eyes were wide and bright. I hadn’t heard of him
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widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize
cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. Old thoughts,
old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied
myself happy,—as happy as I am now. “Boys!” said Capes. Fearful that she had given herself away, she
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