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A broken wedding-ring
A GLOOMY house in a gloomy street, quite unfitted for the habitation of two beautiful and brilliant girls. Every one who knows Manchester knows Great Divan street. It is thoroughly respectable, quiet, and dull. " The Voice of the People " made his abode here, partly because the house suited his means, and partly because it was near the chief places where his business lay. The residence he had chosen was certainly the dullest in the street. The rooms were small and dark ; there was not even a glimpse of green at the back ; and in the front was a row of houses on which the sun seldom shone. Martin Ray did not suffer much, as he was generally from home ; but to his daughters it was untold misery. They knew and understood little of their father's politics ; they thought he was a great thinker of very unequal fortune. They had enjoyed many of the luxuries of life — now they had to bear privations ; but that time would pass, and brighter days dawn. There was little furniture in the house. Martin Ray's study and bedroom were the two most luxurious apartments. There was a piano in the little parlor — Martin never allowed his daughters to be without that — and here, at the close of a bright May day, the two girls sat quite alone.
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