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19510	Sinclair, Bertrand W.	North of Fifty-Three			.txt	text/plain	90748	7127	90	skirt, Miss Hazel Weir, on week days, was merely a unit in the office To the best of Hazel's knowledge, Mr. Andrew Bush was little given to Hazel met Nelly Morrison the next day while on her way home to lunch. Hazel's pride came to her rescue before she was half-way home. "A short time ago," Hazel told him quietly, "Mr. Bush asked me to marry you've escaped so long--a good-looking girl like you. She sat for a long time looking at the picture, thinking. And Hazel sat looking across the way Exactly three days later Hazel came into the dining-room at noon, and "It's a big place, isn't it?" Hazel kept the conversation going. "Mr. Wagstaff," Hazel pleaded, "won't you please stop talking like Hazel cleared away the breakfast things, and stood looking out the To Hazel it seemed quite like old times.	./cache/19510.txt	./txt/19510.txt