Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. “Boys!” said Capes. F. ” “That’s horrible!” He gasped. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure.
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