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51996	Miller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.	My Pretty Maid; or, Liane Lester			.txt	text/plain	60142	3960	88	Liane knew it was Miss Clarke, the beauty "You poor, pretty little thing, did Miss Roma fly in a rage and slap The maid had adroitly let Mrs. Clarke know all about Liane, and now she Don't you think it's unfair, Liane, to have Roma Clarke's father and Beautiful Roma looked after Mr. Clarke with angry eyes, muttering: young woman, who only stayed, as she had frankly told Liane, for Mrs. Clarke's sake. Liane, but I'm an old woman, and I know what's best for you, girl. Roma lifted her white face and glittering eyes to Mrs. Clarke's anxious "My daughter Roma has lost her maid; she wishes to offer Liane the And just then came the note from Roma Clarke, offering Liane a equal!" cried Roma angrily, as she tossed Liane's answer to her mother. Mrs. Clarke had pitied and admired Liane until her rivalry with Roma, Liane Lester, the poor girl," cried Mrs. Clarke warmly.	./cache/51996.txt	./txt/51996.txt