"Well, Joan," said the benevolent mechanic, after he had looked at her steadfastly for a few moments, "what say you?—silence gives consent, eh?" Mrs. Something draws everybody. Her husband was prouder of her every day. As she stared her eyes grew accustomed to the night; and she discovered five persons instead of four. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother.
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