There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. “Glaciers?” she said. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. .
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