I don’t think I shall ever care for this bonnet again. Then perhaps I shall send for him if he has not forgotten. " "You might trust me," said Rachel, in an offended tone; "but never mind. On the Day he had trumpet-like outbreaks of cordiality, varied by a watchful preoccupation. She wished that the drive would never end, but it was only three miles after all.
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