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Linda Hepler was crying. This would have outraged anyone who knew her or knew about her because she had no reason, no reason at all to cry. It was true Linda was an orphan, but a most loving aunt and uncle had substituted for her parents. And the death of her parents before she knew or could miss them had made her the mistress of a most satisfactory fortune. In fact, Linda was both beloved and rich. |
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Nor did she have the excuse for crying that she was beloved because she was rich. Her aunt and uncle were a great deal richer than she. What was more, they had no children and Linda was their heir. |
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Linda could not even call herself an ugly duckling. Just now with her nose and eyes red |
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