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But I see all the while 't he wanted me to do it, whateva he asked, and now I've got to do it when it can't give him any pleasure." Mrs. Lander put up her black-bordered handkerchief and sobbed into it, and Clementina waited till her grief had spent itself; then she gave her a fan, and Mrs. Lander gratefully cooled her hot wet face.

I should like to give you a letter to her." "Oh, thank you!" said Clementina. Milray smiled at her spare acknowledgment, but inquired gravely: "What do you expect to do in Florence?" "Why, I presume, whateva Mrs. Landa wants to do." "Do you think Mrs. Lander will want to go into society?" This question had not occurred to Clementina. "I don't believe she will," she said, thoughtfully.

But I see all the while 't he wanted me to do it, whateva he asked, and now I've got to do it when it can't give him any pleasure." Mrs. Lander put up her black-bordered handkerchief and sobbed into it, and Clementina waited till her grief had spent itself; then she gave her a fan, and Mrs. Lander gratefully cooled her hot wet face.

Landa, whateva you do I don't ca'e to know it; and if you talk to me again about this I shall go home. I would stay with you as long as you needed me, but I can't if you keep bringing this up." "I suppose you think you don't need me any moa! Betta not be too su'a." The girl jumped to her feet, and Mrs. Lander interposed. "Well, the'a! I didn't mean anything, and I won't pesta you about it any moa.