It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. The pavement had been hastily picked up, and heaped across the end of the street, upon which planks, barrels, and other barricades, were laid. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. Perhaps it was loneliness. He swore when I tried to get it out with the ladle, and told me what it said. ” “How could you!” She exclaimed.
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