"Are you a man, to make me such a speech?" she says, passionately, fixing her eyes upon him with withering contempt.,
Then Dorothy, going up to the new-comer, removes her hat from her head, and pats her cheeks, and tells her with one of her loveliest smiles that she has "such a delicious color, dearest! just like a wee bit of fresh apple-blossom!",
The young man answered, "I am mourning for my wife. She died some time ago. I am looking for her.".
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