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In one of these seats, at the end of the aisle farthest removed from the chancel, the widow took her place, and addressed herself fervently to her devotions. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. Courtlaw’s—I should like to oblige Mr. “You shall drive home with me in a hansom, if you will. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. His hug became an embrace.
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