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Excerpt from By Inheritance: Octave Thanet
Qod-by, said the friend, still retaining Miss Agatha Danforth's hand on the threshold of the door which a neat maid held open; this surely will be Thanksgiving for you. Miss Danforth made the expected answer: It ought to be, accompanied by the expected smile. Still smiling, she watched her friend take the path to the gate between the rusted and dried hydrangea bushes which autumn had seen so ruddily glowing. But when she returned to her little writing - room of? The library, when she sank into the luxurious wing chair which had belonged to Great-grand mother Plunkett, extending her slender feet toward the comforting blaze of the wood fire on Great grandfather Danforth's andirons, the smile faded. This is the fifth time to-day, mused Agatha, that I have been told I ought to be thankful. Well, it is true. For no cause within her ken she sighed even as she began to enumerate those emi nent reasons which her friends or she might cite.
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Excerpt from By Inheritance: Octave Thanet
Qod-by, said the friend, still retaining Miss Agatha Danforth's hand on the threshold of the door which a neat maid held open; this surely will be Thanksgiving for you. Miss Danforth made the expected answer: It ought to be, accompanied by the expected smile. Still smiling, she watched her friend take the path to the gate between the rusted and dried hydrangea bushes which autumn had seen so ruddily glowing. But when she returned to her little writing - room of? The library, when she sank into the luxurious wing chair which had belonged to Great-grand mother Plunkett, extending her slender feet toward the comforting blaze of the wood fire on Great grandfather Danforth's andirons, the smile faded. This is the fifth time to-day, mused Agatha, that I have been told I ought to be thankful. Well, it is true. For no cause within her ken she sighed even as she began to enumerate those emi nent reasons which her friends or she might cite.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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