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"But, Squire, is there no mercy, no chance held out to the wou

woood women to

talk about mercy to their fallen sisters, but it's a ht to respect, and that's the end of it"

She turned her face to the stor flakes were no

whiter than her face

As Anna turned to leave the rooe bunch of Jacqueminot roses in her hand Of course,

Sanderson had sent them The perfuht have done She tried to smile bravely

at Kate, who smiled back triumphantly as she went in to show her uncle

the flowers But the sight of the wound

Anna

Anna found strength and sustenance in his h she did

not say a word to him, but he was such a faithful soul Good, honest

Dave