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He brought me past this house, and I thought I would call and leave your brother’s letter. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it.
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