" "That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering. ' Avoid taverns and bad company, and you may yet do well. “What do you think of them?” Anna extended her critical survey and shrugged her shoulders. There was now a girl in the picture, so it seemed. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. "Dear me!" she added, as she pledged the amorous woollen-draper, "what a beautiful ring that is. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like! A Frenchie is what you are, and there ain’t no granddaughter Charvill no more. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. Had he been trying to get her attention before that day, or did he simply want his silly pencil returned? \"I'm John. They sold him the whisky.
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