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. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. “Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. “In a sort of beautiful garden-close—wearing lovely dresses and picking beautiful flowers?” “Ah! If one could!” “While those other girls trudge to business and those other women let lodgings. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain. Just an idea of mine. There, in a little tea and sweetstuff shop, she bought and consumed slowly and absent-mindedly the insufficient nourishment that is natural to her sex on such occasions.
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