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10519	Jackson, Helen Hunt	Mercy Philbrick's Choice			.txt	text/plain	81213	5210	87	the old Jacobs house had come into Stephen White's hands, and he was now "I do believe you'll paper the pigsty next, mother," said Mercy one day: "What a kind-spoken young man he is, to be sure, Mercy!" said Mrs. Carr. "Yes, mother, he was very kind," said Mercy; "but I don't think we shall "O mother!" exclaimed Mercy, "I think I must be just like father. Mercy said nothing to her mother of Mrs. White's rudeness. "No danger, mother dear, of your ever being like Mrs. White," said Mercy, When Mercy and her mother drove up to the house, Stephen was standing at "Well, you know best, Mercy," said Mrs. Carr, a little sadly; "but I can't "I don't suppose a man would ever think of such things," thought Mercy. "Please look up at me, Mercy," said Stephen. "But then it is every day, Stephen,--think of that," Mercy would reply,	./cache/10519.txt	./txt/10519.txt