Mr. "Come here," said the petticoated tyrant. I never even burrowed down into the trunk. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. He turned round toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still.
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