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” She paused for a moment. Beneath two tall elms, whose boughs completely overshadowed the roof, stood Mr. It was a letter. I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities. It was a dull, foggy day, and the atmosphere was so thick and heavy, that, at eight o'clock, the curious who arrived near the prison could scarcely discern the tower of St. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. "What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess.
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