Stunning and continuous, the din seemed almost to take away the power of hearing. ‘The general himself?’ ‘How shall I get my inheritance if the general will believe that pig?’ ‘Do wish you wouldn’t keep on calling him a pig,’ Martha begged. One post-midnight meeting, she could stand it no longer. It was precious for two reasons: it was the photograph of her beautiful mother whom she could not remember, and it would identify her to the aunt in Hartford. "The poor young man!" she said.
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