Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. “I wonder,” she said, “how much you care. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. Small blame to her. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. ’ ‘Very true. My profession has hardened me. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast.
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