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and one questions

and one questions which he answers in monosyllables, is not, she thinks, so much of a gentleman as he might have been had he been educated in charleston. He makes no distinction in favor of people of rank. Lady swiggs wears that same faded silk dress her black crape bonnet, with two saucy red artificial flowers tucked in at the side, sits so jauntily that dash of brown hair is smoothed so exactly over her yellow, shrivelled forehead her lower jaw oscillates with increased motion and her sharp, gray eyes, as before, peer anxiously through her greateyed spectacles. And, generous reader, that you may not mistake her, she has brought her inseparable milton, which she holds firmly