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Stockton, Frank Richard, 1834-1902

"The Girl at Cobhurst"


"Well, young woman," he said, "how is your mind by this time?"
For a moment there was silence, and then from out of the sunbonnet there
came, clearly and distinctly, the words:--
"That is very well. How is your kitten?"
At this interchange of remarks, Ralph sat up straight in his chair,
amazement in his countenance, while Miriam, ready to burst into a roar of
laughter, waited convulsively to see what would happen next. Turning
suddenly toward Ralph, Dora tore off her sunbonnet and dashed it to the
floor. Standing there with her dishevelled hair, her flushed cheeks, her
sparkling eyes and her quaint gown, Ralph thought her the most beautiful
creature he had ever gazed upon.
"How do you do, Mr. Haverley?" said Dora, advancing and extending her
hand; "I know you are not willing to eat with cooks, but I do not believe
you will object to shaking hands with one, now and then."
Ralph arose, and took her hand, but she gave him no opportunity to
say anything.
"Your sister and I got up this little bit of deception for you, Mr.


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