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With a well-simulated unconcern and a heightened color she finished her breakfast. '—'It's not to be thought of,' says I, thumping the table till every glass on it jingled; 'and I know a way as'll prevent it. ” Lights went on inside the house on the upper level. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. Her disapproval was obvious enough.
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