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I hope ye'll none of ye be widows. It's a crool thing. And when ye've got no children of your own, and feel, all your inside risin' to another person's, and they hate ye hate ye! Oh! Oh! There, Mr. Wilfrud, ye needn't touch me elbow. Oh, dear! look at me in the glass! and my hair! Annybody'd swear I'd been drinkin'. I won't let Pole look at me. That'd cure 'm.
I hope ye'll none of ye be widows. It's a crool thing. And when ye've got no children of your own, and feel, all your inside risin' to another person's, and they hate ye hate ye! Oh! Oh! There, Mr. Wilfrud, ye needn't touch me elbow. Oh, dear! look at me in the glass! and my hair! Annybody'd swear I'd been drinkin'. I won't let Pole look at me. That'd cure 'm.
Chump asked Mr. Pole whether he would be up early the next morning. "Very early, you beat me, if you can," said he, aware that the question was put as a test to his sincerity. "Oh, dear! Suppose it's onnly a false alarrm of the 'bomunable Mr. Paricles which annybody'd have listened to ye know that!" said Mrs. Chump, going forth.
Chump asked Mr. Pole whether he would be up early the next morning. "Very early, you beat me, if you can," said he, aware that the question was put as a test to his sincerity. "Oh, dear! Suppose it's onnly a false alarrm of the 'bomunable Mr. Paricles which annybody'd have listened to ye know that!" said Mrs. Chump, going forth.
"Annybody'd think Fidy's fits was ketchin'," she complained indignantly to Uncle Jed. "That there front room of mine ain't doin' anybody no good," suggested Uncle Jed. "We might let Nance have that." So to Nance's great joy she was given a big room all to herself. The slat bed, the iron wash-stand, the broken-legged chair, and the wavy mirror were the only articles that Mrs.
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