"I knew his poor mother, and for her sake I'll not see this done," cried John Dump. "But this need give you no uneasiness," pursued Jonathan; "Mrs. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers.
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