Hecamehomewithhisnotes，andfoundRosabeaminginacrisppeignoir，andherlovelyheaditsnaturalsizeandshape，high-bredandelegant。Hesatdown，andwithherhandinhisproceededtodescribethehousestoher，whenawaiterthrewopenthedoor——
\"Mrs。JohnCole。\"
\"Florence!\"criedRosa，startingup。
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