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The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote— would be very happy to have. “How have you been lately, Lucy? You’ve been such a stranger. In the beginning it was a dictionary. It’s the only clean way for us. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense.
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