The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. I will tell you our plans on the way to the station.
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