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Dear me, I am very sorry! said Mrs. Tufton;
gpt
Indeed, I have been much disappointed not to call. I--I hope I shall--tomorrow,
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That is Maria Pigeon all in white--to be only tradespeople they do dress more than I approve of, said Mrs. Tufton.
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My Adelaide, I am sure, never went like that. Many people think Maria a deal nicer-looking than Phoebe Tozer, but her mother is so particular--more than particular--what I call troublesome, you know. You can't turn round without giving her offence. Dear me, how my tongue is going! the minister would say I was just at my old imprudent tricks--but you, that were a minister's wife, can understand. She is such a difficult woman to deal with. I am sure Mr. Tufton is always telling them to wait, and that Mr. Vincent is a young man yet, and experience is all he wants. I wish he had a good wife to keep him straight; but I don't know that that would be advisable either, because of Phoebe and the rest. Dear, dear, it is a difficult thing to know what to do!--but Mr. Tufton always says, If he had a little more experience---- Bless me, the young man is in the pulpit!