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18991	Gilbert, Rosa M. (Rosa Mulholland)	The Late Miss Hollingford			.txt	text/plain	33421	2045	89	departure from school, I little thought that a place like Hillsbro' Farm I did not mind, for, through fighting Mrs. Hollingford's battles, I had come to think that I loved her memory; and the dairies and pantries and store-rooms; but you cannot know how Mrs. Hollingford toiled amongst them, filling them with her industry one day Then John kissed the little girl, and said, "Go down-stairs to Jane, "I am going for a walk, Jane," I said, looking in at the school-room "Look, Margery!" said John, "do you see a carriage on the road?" good mother?" said the old gentleman, grasping John's hand, and glaring "Margery," said John, speaking as if in answer to my thought--and he "I think you are very unkind, John," said Rachel; and she spoke "You and John!" said I, opening my eyes and looking at her. "Margery," said John, "people are looking for you, and talking about	./cache/18991.txt	./txt/18991.txt