The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. There was no answer. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. " "I'm convinced of it," replied Shotbolt; "and it was on that very account I came here. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. Sheppard.
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