“I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her. But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. “WHAT a place! “Stuffy isn’t the word for it.
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