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But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. Wood,—"he'll never mend. I haven't much money; I don't know how much it is going to cost me to reach Hartford; so I fixed over a couple of my mother's dresses. He followed. ” John replied. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. As he entered the shop, a tall portly personage advanced to meet him, whom he at once recognised as the present proprietor.
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