Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. What was she going to do? One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must assert herself at once or perish. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. His destination was the New Mint. Ah! what's that?" he exclaimed, as some one brushed hastily past him. “I want to ask you a question,” he said. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey.
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