“This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. Running his hand carefully over it in search of the lock, he perceived to his dismay that it was fastened on the other side. “We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. Her wedding gown! She wondered if the spirit of the unknown mother looked down upon her. ” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s.
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