Chapter XXIX (3)

Page 717: acompany (the last. She then re-enveloped the letter, much pleased with the result, and wrote a short note in pencil to #accompany# it; then hunted up an envelope large enough to take both, and directed)

Page 732: Gwenn ("'Made it like then?'" #Gwen# was not sure she followed this.)

Page 740: mmama (mean--so long as they think I think it was. That's the point. Now, the question is, did or did not my superior #mamma# descend on your comme-il-faut parent to drum this idea into him, and get)

Page 756: differnece (she had loved ungrudgingly throughout. Nor was it only this. It palliated her son's crimes. But then there was a #difference# between the son and the father. The latter had apparently done nothing)

Page 799: Phooebe is so kind, to take every little word I say. ("My dear, I am giving a world of trouble," she said. "But #Phoebe# is so kind, to take every little word I say.")

Page 845: spech. "What the Hell," he repeated, (what he sought--her letter, which she recognised--and opened it before he finished his #speech#. "What the Hell," he repeated, "is the meaning of this?" He read it in a vicious undertone, biting)