‘Oh, dearie me, I wish I’d never told you anything about it,’ lamented the nun, moving to the only chair the vestry possessed and sinking down into it. ’ Her lips parted, but she did not speak. C. “Idiots!” she said, when she heard this pandemonium, and with particular reference to this young lady with the throaty contralto next door. " "Never count your chickens till they're hatched," observed Mrs. ” She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a faint, humorous smile to her lips. It’s no half reform either. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. E.
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