Miss Jane and Miss Reed

A person below wishes to see you, said a servant who met me in the lobby where i was wandering like a troubled spirit. I am sure i could have told her anywhere, cried the individual who stopped my progress and took my hand. She half laughed, half cried, and we both went into the parlour. By the fire stood a little fellow of three years old in plaid frock and trousers. And how do they all get on? Tell me everything about them, bessy, but sit down first. And bobby, come and sit ot my knee, will you? But bobby preferred sidling over to his mother. You're not grown so very tall

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