THREE:"That's another of my daughters gone fur a whore.""Margaret," said Holgrave, as he entered, "put away that babe, whom your tears cannot restore to life. Here is one that will be wept for as much as yours.Do you hear me, Margaret? lay your babe under the cover-lid, and take this one and strip it quickly, and clothe it in the dress of your own infant."
THREE:"There's eggs...."Rose pattered up to him in the shabby white kid shoes that had been so trim and smart five years ago.
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