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Updated: June 4, 2025

"H-it's early, but I don't reckon it's too early," and was presently waiting for Mr. March, alone. Hours passed. He did not come. She got starving hungry, yet waited on. Men would open the door, look in, see or not see her sitting in the nearest corner, and close it again. About two o'clock she slipped out to the Hotel Swanee, thinking she might find him at dinner.

George Washington Cable - John March, Southerner