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37463	Glasgow, Ellen Anderson Gholson	The Builders			.txt	text/plain	109478	6966	86	looked so like an angel--well, Mrs. Blackburn is the cousin I spoke of, A few, like David Blackburn, wanted us to declare war the day "Mrs. Blackburn must be so beautiful," said Caroline presently. "And I never saw any one lovelier than Mrs. Blackburn," said Caroline, "Some people might think Mr. Blackburn good-looking, but I suppose I know too much about him." And "I was sure I could count on your sympathy." As she answered, Mrs. Blackburn stretched out her hands until they rested on Caroline's arm. "That is so sweet of you," murmured Angelica gratefully, while Mrs. Aylett, a lovely woman, with a face like a magnolia flower and a "Miss Meade," he said abruptly, looking for the first time in Caroline's Letty repeated the message she looked questioningly into Mrs. Blackburn's face. "I never heard anything like the way that child runs on," said Mrs. Timberlake, turning away from the window.	./cache/37463.txt	./txt/37463.txt