"My little Hoddy! You used to love me; and I have always loved you. It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. “I don’t think you see,” she replied, with tears on her cheeks, and her brows knitting, “how it shames and, ah!—disgraces me—AH TISHU!” She put down the tray with a concussion on her toilet-table.
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