"'Sdeath!" cried Hogarth, aside to the poet. He had been the one to dress her in the finest silks and brocades, and here she was, displayed for the world to see in 248 drugstore makeup and the uniform of an old schoolteacher. " The little girl's countenance fell. She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. CHAPTER XXIV Spurlock's novel was a tale of regeneration. John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines.
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