The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. " "For me!" vociferated Mrs. He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. This is the one movement that brings women of different classes together for a common purpose. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger. After all, it came to him suddenly as a harsh discovery that she might be in a sense regarded as grownup.
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