Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 174
i89S.: THE PRIZE CUP. 161 So am I, said Fred; though I think wemight stand another bottle, without breaking apledge. Now,—he put a fragment of crackerinto his mouth, and rose, leaving his glass un-finished,— I ve told you what my mother isproud of; what I m proud of, is here. So saying, he pulled… … THE CUP IS GONE ! Oh, your prize! I had nt forgotten that,replied the guest; that being, indeed, one thinghe had made the mornings ride to see. Melverton turned to the sideboard, reachedunder the shelf, found the key, fitted it in thelock, and uttered an exclamation. The keywould nt turn! But it…
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