Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. Let me walk you to the door. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. Anna’s face was half turned from him, but her expression, and the tone of her monosyllable puzzled him. Or else he was indeed obsessed. ” “No,” she moaned, “not that. He might spend the rest of his days at McClintock's in perfect security. “Thank you.
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