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43112	Molesworth, Mrs.	Sweet Content			.txt	text/plain	37798	2807	95	seldom speak of that awful time--mamma said something of the kind to me. "My poor little darling," he said, "I feel almost afraid to love you. "Connie is much better," said papa; "and I think the wind is changing. little bit of sun would come out, said mamma, it would be perfect. like when papa says these funny kinds of things--"just look what a lot "Ah, yes!" said Lady Honor, looking pleased, "we heard from Frank Whyte "Poor things," said mamma, with a little shiver, "how I do pity them "I suppose there is nothing we can do to help the Whytes?" said mamma. "Never mind, Connie," said mamma, thinking I was disappointed. "I am sure I can find you a nice laundress," said mamma, on which Evey's And--mamma--I wish you'd cut my hair off--I think Evey Whyte looks so "He said," papa went on, "that Mrs Whyte would be very pleased to see	./cache/43112.txt	./txt/43112.txt