Je le feray durant ma vie.
CHAPTER V.
"There are many wonderful mixtures in the world which are all alike called love."—George Eliot.
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THESE are troublous times, granny," said Di to Mrs. Courtenay, coming into her grandmother's room on a hot afternoon early in September. "I can't get out, so you see I am reduced to coming and sitting with you."
"And why are the times troublous, and why don't you go out-of-doors again?"