The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. ‘You must think me a fool, mademoiselle. ToC Mrs. "My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. You, Anna, are one of them.
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