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The President

CHAPTER XII
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Bess came; and, saying no more than she was driven to reveal of her father's helplessness and Storri's baleful strength, Dorothy told Bess what dolorous fate had overtaken her.
"I've written Richard to go to you, Bess," whispered Dorothy at the woeful close.

"Have him write me a letter every day; I shall write one to him.

I didn't promise not to write, you know, only not to see him.
But you must not let Richard go to Storri, that above all.

Poor Richard! he is very fierce; and if he were to arouse Storri's anger it would provoke him to some awful step." There was a man of robust curiosity who once suggested that it would prove entertaining if one were to lift the roofs off a city as one might the upper crust off a pie, and then, looking down into the very bowels of life, observe what plots and counterplots, defeats and triumphs, loves and hates, pains and pleasures, losses and gains, hopes and despairs, honors and disgraces belonged with the struggles of everyday humanity.

It is by no means sure the survey would repay the cost of making it, and the chances run heavily that the student would gather more of grief than good from the lesson.


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