In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. And the hunter home from the hill. That really settles about that. I am. I have a different game to play; and it'll be your own fault, if you don't come off the winner. “Do you see what I was talking about, Strings?” No one is going to want to hear a note from you until you have tone like. "But don't ever let me see them again. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms.
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