" The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. ” She finished her breakfast and strolled out across the garden with the letters still in her hand. The latter gentleman did full justice to the good things before him; but he drank sparingly, and was visibly annoyed by his companion's intemperance. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name.
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