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Sometimes all the small meanness of everyday life is swept away by a great calamity, and the world forgets to hate, and opens its great heart of love. Such an event came through the catastrophe in San Francisco. It inclined every ear, moistened every eye. From all the world’s pocketbook came the golden dollars; from every soul the longing to do; and when it was done, disappointment because it was so little. CHAPTER XIV IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE Betty who secretly preferred to trip the light fantastic toe in this manner, maintained a discreet silence..
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