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The Merriweathers, in which an old family servant had not only followed her employers from castle to hovel, remaining there without Wages for years, but had insisted on lending all her savings to the Mistress of the Manor. Ellen the cook had loved
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The Merriweathers, saying it was about the best book that ever she had read, and Miss Nancy would like to know, always being so interested, that she (Ellen) had found a place near Joanna in Salem, where she was offered five dollars a month more than she had received with the Careys. Nancy congratulated her warmly and then, tearing
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The Merriweathers to shreds, she put them in the kitchen stove in Ellen's temporary absence.
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If ever I write a book, she ejaculated, as she
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the fire with Gwendolen and Reginald Merriweather, with the Mistress of the Manor, and especially with the romantic family servitor,
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she repeated, with emphatic gestures,