"Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. . Once before—but that had been different. He dropped the key on the counterpane. But the factor of overriding interest is that they have all met and approved the said imposters.
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