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Dora Deane by Mary Jane Holmes
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silk wrapper, all lined with white satin, and tied with a tassel
as big as my fist; wouldn't such a creature look well in the
kitchen, telling Hannah it was time to get dinner, and seeing if
Tom was cleaning the vegetables!"

And Mrs. Leah's nose went up at the very idea of a blue silk
wrapper being found outside of the parlor, even if the husband of
said wrapper _did_ have to wait daily at least two hours for
his badly cooked dinner!

"Oh, but you ought to see her dressed for a party," continued Mrs.
Leah, "she looks like a queen, all sparkling with diamonds and
pearls; but she'll never go to many more, poor critter!"

And as the good lady's services were just then needed in another
part of the building, she bade good morning to her audience, who
commented upon what they had heard, each according to their own
ideas--some warmly commending Mr. Hastings for removing his
delicate young wife from the unwholesome atmosphere of the city,
while others, and among them Eugenia, thought he ought to let her
remain in New York, if she chose. Still, while commiserating Mrs.
Hastings for being obliged to live in "that _stupid village_,"
Eugenia expressed her pleasure that she was coming, and
on her way home imparted to Alice her intention of being quite
intimate with the New York lady, notwithstanding what "the
spiteful old Mrs. Leah" had said about there being no one in
Dunwood fit for her to associate with. In almost perfect ecstacy
Dora listened to her cousin's animated description of Rose Hill,
its handsome rooms and elegant furniture, and while her cheeks
glowed with excitement, she exclaimed, "Oh, how I wish I could
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