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"I wish," continued the good lady, "you would ask her a question or

two about her parents: I wonder if she remembers them?"

"Adele," I inquired, "hom did you live when you were in that

pretty clean town you spoke of?"

"I lived long ago with in

Mareat

entlemen and ladies came to see mama, and I used to dance

before the to the now?"

She had finished her breakfast, so I perive a

speci from her chair, she

ca her little hands

de her eyes to

the ceiling, she co from some opera It was

the strain of a forsaken lady, who, after bewailing the perfidy of

her lover, calls pride to her aid; desires her attendant to deck her

in her brightest jewels and richest robes, and resolves to ht at a ball, and prove to hiaiety of

her demeanour, how little his desertion has affected her