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Page 315
... mother , here I be ! " she announced with indifference ; but they stood and beamed in each other's faces . " Lookin ' pretty well for an old lady , ain't she ? " said Mrs. Todd's mother , turning away from her daughter to speak to me ...
... mother , here I be ! " she announced with indifference ; but they stood and beamed in each other's faces . " Lookin ' pretty well for an old lady , ain't she ? " said Mrs. Todd's mother , turning away from her daughter to speak to me ...
Page 317
... mother , if you haven't gone an ' turned the carpet ! " she ex- claimed , with something in her voice that spoke of ... mother as that for eighty - six year old ? ” said Mrs. Todd , standing before us like a large figure of Victory . As ...
... mother , if you haven't gone an ' turned the carpet ! " she ex- claimed , with something in her voice that spoke of ... mother as that for eighty - six year old ? ” said Mrs. Todd , standing before us like a large figure of Victory . As ...
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... Mother at last unlocked her jewel box and gave me a watch which had be- longed to one of her elderly cousins . It was really too valuable a watch for a boy to wear , she said , and I must be very careful of it . I promised I would ...
... Mother at last unlocked her jewel box and gave me a watch which had be- longed to one of her elderly cousins . It was really too valuable a watch for a boy to wear , she said , and I must be very careful of it . I promised I would ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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