Excerpt from Mary Cary: Frequently Martha I didn't rise. All the others did - stood on their feet, just like he asked. None tried their heads. I was the only one that sat, and when he saw me, his sunk eye almost rolled out, and his good eye stared at me in such astonishment that I laughed out loud. I couldn't help it, I truly couldn't. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books...
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