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Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. To her satisfaction, the captain reddened a trifle. "The devil!" ejaculated Jonathan. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. "That's for myself," rejoined Mrs. It was the bitterest moment of her life. Sure, I lose one occasionally—if he stays in New York. Soup would help you feel better, soup and hot tea. I sha'n't utter a word.
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