That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. It’s a beautiful plant, but a tender one. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. She thought of her costume in some detail and with considerable satisfaction, and particularly of a very jolly property dagger with large glass jewels in the handle, that reposed in a drawer in her room. And, mind! no prevaricating—nothing but the truth will satisfy me.
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