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"Er--would you read me aloud the last chapter we finished"--I barked at

last lamely

She turned to fetch the script froize to her, I knew

She cain

"I am sorry I was such an uncouth brute yesterday," I said--"It was good

of you to coain I al me

feel so et to work I suppose," I went on pettishly

She began to read--how soft her voice is, and how perfectly

cultivated--Her falish typists have not that indescribable distinction of tone

What voices ht of that exquisite sound of

refinement in the pronunciation Miss Sharp never misplaces an

inflection or slurs a word, she never uses slang, and yet there is

nothing pedantic in her selection of language--it is just as if her

habitual associates were all of the same class as herself, and that she

never heard coarse speech--Who can she be--?

Thecalmed me--hoe could be friends--!

"How old is Mada

"Sixup

"You like children?"

"Yes--"

"Perhaps you have brothers and sisters?"

"Yes--"