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“No, no,” replied Laura, bursting
into tears; “but you look so much
like my ” Here she recollected
the conversation betwen the sisters,
and. stopped.

« Whom do I look so much like?”
inquired Mrs. Elmore.

«JI beg your pardon,” said Laura,
“but—but I wouldn’t hurt your feel-
ings; if you please, I will say no
more about it.”

Mrs. Elmore, supposing the child
was not fairly awake, after having
administered the medicine, adjusted
her pillow, bathed her feverish fore-
head, and then descended to her own
apartment. But it was in vain she
sought repose.

« Why is it,” thought she, “that I
have ever felt so strange an interest
in that child? I have never looked