“Oh! please don’t lose yourself in a wilderness of secondary considerations,” she said. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. The iron slipped from his face, leaving it blank with astonishment. I’ll have it out with him. I shouldn't care to express an opinion. I’m sorry Lucy.
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