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His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. "I ought to tell you that Mr. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. “Oh, John, please!” “You are already leaving me. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. " "But warn the aunt, prepare her, if she lives.
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