” “Well, I have two,” said Mr. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side started putting in overtime. “Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. Norris was so frightened that she ordered the postboys to drive back as fast as they could. Every care had been taken of it, as well as of himself, by the humane inmates of the house in which he had sought shelter. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary.
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