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FANCY IN THE RAIN.
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house was Elizabeth Endorfield's, whose cottage and garden stood at the junction of the lane with the high road. Fancy hastened onward, and in five minutes entered a gate, which shed upon her toes a flood of water-drops as she opened it.

'Come in, chiel!' a voice exclaimed, before Fancy had knocked: a promptness that would have surprised her, had she not known that Mrs. Endorfield was an exceedingly and exceptionally sharp woman in the use of her eyes and ears.

Fancy went in and sat down. Elizabeth was paring potatoes for her husband's supper.

Scrape, scrape, scrape; then a toss, and splash went a potato into a bucket of water.

Now, as Fancy listlessly noted these proceedings of the dame, she began to reconsider an old subject that lay uppermost

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