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"Halloa, widow!" shouted a rough voice from below, "where the devil are you?" Mrs. "From Lady Trafford's, where I took the box. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. The air, perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit. \"Of course it is okay. Her back stiffened. He asked me to watch Mr. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key.

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