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pause she was grateful. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and
over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and
umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter
contrived to have a violent quarrel. ” He looked
down at his heavy Sears work boots as Mrs. “I don’t see what else I could have said,” he remarked. Beyond was a field sloping steeply upwards, and at the top a small
pine plantation. I am on my way to an aunt who lives in Hartford,
Connecticut. "Do you take me for as great a villain as yourself, Sir?" said the knight, rising. ”
He was a little bewildered.
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