” “Then I,” she said, “have too much character. Then she put more coal on, piled it over the ashes, and stood once more upright. . "I'll admit that. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist.
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