Subject: mixer boiling point

From: "Sibil Chandler" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 30 Aug 2006 12:29:22 +0200

Myra Pringle, Jens cousin, is the beauty of the school . I beg your pardon, Charlotte, said Aunt Kate .
The evenings are so chillynow that I have a small chubby, oblong wood-stove in my room. I am said to laugh when the children make mistakes. The last golden leaf will be blown from theaspens tonight.
There are rumors that she is very clever and can sing and recite. They watch her like two cats watching amouse, and boss her within an inch of her life. Who the Woman is, or who littleElizabeth is, I have yet to discover.
I havent a chance against a clan likethat.
She has a hidy-hole where she keeps them .
But, on the whole, I think Im glad youre not thegrandfather .
But Im afraid Im going to have a hard time liking KatherineBrooke.
She made no response, but the next note she sent up was signedCatherine Brooke! Its wonderful to think wereyoung and have our whole lives before us . Its wonderful to think wereyoung and have our whole lives before us