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Michelle pulled a Kleenex out of a Pocket Pack and blew her nose. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up. Me—I’m nothing but a country wench, and one who went to the bad. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring.
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