Dorian by Nephi Anderson
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windows are wide open, for a wonder.
"He can preach," she remarked. "He told me you visit him frequently." "I do. He's the grandest man, and I like to talk to him." "So do I. I had quite a visit with him this afternoon. I rather fooled him, I guess." "How?" "He told me to go home and change my clothes, and then go to meeting; but I came here instead." "Why did you do that?" "To see you, of course." "Pooh, as if I was anything to look at." "Well, you are, Carlia," and his eyes rested steadily on her to prove his contention. "Why didn't you want to go to meeting this evening?" "You heard me tell father." "That wasn't the whole truth. I was not the reason because you had decided not to go before I came." |
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