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Text for Page 021 [06-13-1859]

was taken to see Charley Brown�s �ugly little
Dora.�   Very freckled, with big orbicular hazel eyes,
with a world of meaning in them, and hair so black
in appearance that only the closest scrutiny could dis-
cover it to be the intensest shade of brown.   But the
witchery of the face, the wondrous fascination of
it, with all its faults!  Poor Lotty! poor Lotty!
capable I do believe of a better and happier lot,
had you found some man strong enough and tender
enough to have driven out the devils of wilfulness
and affectation.    I am glad to think their was
no horror of abortion or child prevention done, as
I once temporarily suspected.     She went to see her
first child in Boston a year ago or so.   Whytal
had caused it to be nourished in the belief of its
mother�s death �in California.�        I don�t think
Lotty cares much for it, though she would deny the
implication fiercely.    But how am I to claim the
right to judge, after all?        There is so much of
a desire to be and do right in the poor girl that
I can�t and won�t disbelieve in her.    Think too, of
her horrible bringing-up and belongings �� that dribble
of a father and that damned mother.          I turn
sick when I recollect that abominable woman�s vanity
and selfishness, a selfishness so absorbing and terrible
that I cannot fancy her beginning to love anything.
  Misery has made Lotty content with Alleyne, probably
a worse man than Whytal.    I believe she has kept               
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