TAG; OR, THE CHIEN BOULE DOG
introduce him— “Mr. Burns, at your service” —to her “sisters.” With explanations and blushes this was accomplished, and it was quite a friendly party which discussed the event of the day in the little front parlour.
Mrs. Trent told, with great gusto, how she had waited and watched and longed for Josephine, whom she “loved as her own,” how the pair in the first floor front had come home and told of putting the children in the hansom and how her anxiety had grown almost unbearable as time passed and they failed
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