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If I had any personal soreness on account of this family snub, it was a / very passing emotion, and one which was soon effaced from my mind.
It chanced that on the very next day after the episode I had occasion / to pass that way, and stopped to have another look at the obnoxious / placard. I was standing staring at it and wondering what could have / induced our neighbours to take such an outrageous step, when I became / suddenly aware of a sweet, girlish face which peeped out at me from / between the bars of the gate, and of a white hand which eagerly beckoned / me to approach. As I advanced to her I saw that it was the same young / lady whom I had seen in the carriage.