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hen he pictured his wife's astonished and perhaps reproachful greeting, "an' then she won't wonder that I had ter quit him an' come back." .
ded with alternate changes. "Will you, Eleanor! But what have we got to do?" "Love Jesus." "Well I--O I did use to, Eleanor! and I think I .
al stage, and a whole story acted upon it, which I am to believe to be true: can there be anything more curious? And is not it then a griev .
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ve. _That_ will be admiration worth having--if Eleanor thinks so, I confess I think so too." "Dear sister Caxton," said Mrs. Powle restrain .
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