shouldn’t be friends. “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. Manning, I do not think I love you. Either that or some other person also obtained admission here and shot him, and that person is either still upon the premises or escaped without your notice. It seems to me just talk; it seems to me like the fancy of a dream.
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