Helen's Babies by John Habberton
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explains his operation with my trunk.] But I want your OWN
opinion, for I know you make more careful distinction in character than I do. "Delighting myself with the idea that I deserve most of the credit for the lots of reading you will have done by this time, and hoping I shall soon have a line telling me how my darlings are, I am as ever, "Your loving sister, "HELEN." Seldom have I been so roused by a letter as I was by this one, and never did I promise myself more genuine pleasure in writing a reply. I determined that it should be a masterpiece of analysis and of calm yet forcible expression of opinion. Upon one step, at any rate, I was positively determined. Calling the girl, I asked her where the key was that locked the door between my room and the children. "Please, sir, Toddie threw it down the well." "Is there a locksmith in the village?" "No, sir; the nearest one is at Paterson." "Is there a screwdriver in the house?" "Yes, sir." "Bring it to me, and tell the coachman to get ready at once to drive me to Paterson." |
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