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Do go, do go, Elinor—you don't know, what a good creature she is—and old blind Margaret, you will like her very much."
His sister promiſed to accompany him after dinner; and they parted. Allan gathered no more peaches, but hastily cropping a few roses to fling into his basket, went away with it half filled, being impatient to announce to Rosamund the coming of her promised visitor.
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