She laughed softly, and leaned across the table. Behind Mrs. ‘Say it. Tinling & Co. The coconut plantation covered the west side. “I don’t think she will,” she said. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. “I didn’t know you objected to him, daddy. Thames did not try to cheer her. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. “How’s Mrs.
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