I love you. I beg that you will consider me your friend. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. The last few months had not dealt kindly with Mr. Capes saw her, felt for her, cared for her greatly, even if he did not love her. She was given a glimpse of his soul.
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