The man is a stranger to me. . "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. Rain changed to hail, then 154 sleet, then snow. " "You do not remember me, I dare say," observed the stranger.
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