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“I’ve fallen in love. At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon friendship. She felt smaller and more adventurous even than she had expected to feel. Mr. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. "Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. Let us walk about. ’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness.
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