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When Miss Lawrence's mother; a nervous invalid; was informed of her daughter's engagement; she burst into tears; as over a lamb offered on the altar of sacrifice; and Judge Lawrence pressed a kiss on the lobe of Mabel's left ear which she offered him; and told her she had won a prize in the market. But as he sat alone over his cigar that night; he sighed heavily; and said to himself; "Poor fellow; I wish Mabel were not so much like her mother." -- from book
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