“MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. ” She whispered. ” “I shall always be grateful to you,” he declared. She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious. laws alone swamp our small staff.
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