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“One has to live and learn,” she remarked, with a passable imitation of her father’s manner. She is the image of what I was like, and she has a better voice. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. E. . The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. \" Michelle said dejectedly. Her cheeks were aflame. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly.
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