Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place. I don’t want you to be sad. Capes agreed with the utmost cordiality. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. JONATHAN WILD.
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