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"Why, Trumbull himself is pretty sure of five hundred--_that_ you may

depend,--I shouldn't wonder ifaloud with his sisters, the evening before the funeral

"Dear, dear!" said poor sister Martha, whose iination of hundreds

had been habitually narrowed to the a all the ordinary currents of conjecture were

disturbed by the presence of a strange

theer described by Mrs

Cadwallader as frog-faced: a man perhaps about two or three and thirty,

whose prominent eyes, thin-lipped, doard-curved mouth, and hair

sleekly brushed away froe

of the eyebrows, certainly gave his face a batrachian unchangeableness

of expression Here, clearly, was a new legatee; else as he

bidden as aa new

uncertainty, which al-coaches We

are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed

very co at us in private while we

have beenup our world entirely without it No one had seen

this questionable stranger before except Mary Garth, and she knew