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The Story of Vain Lamorna.
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see if you were sorry that Erick had gone, and you are thinking all the time of your own looks, forsooth!” and she slammed the door in her face.

Lamorna turned back and went home. She tried to laugh when she told her father that Erick had gone to the war; but in reality she felt far more inclined to cry.

“I should not have minded telling Erick,” she thought, “but I should not dare to say anything to any one else, lest they should think me mad.”

As the time passed away, and she had new dresses and could not see herself in them, she cried afresh.

“I don’t know what I shall do,” she sobbed, as she stood in front of a looking-glass in a fine new dress that she had never worn before, and yet could not see herself in it. “I believe I shall go out of my mind. And I daresay I am growing frightfully ugly without knowing it.” And she began to fret, and lie awake at night, and grow quite pale and thin.

“What is the matter with you. Lamorna?” said one of the neighbours. “You're growing quite thin. You mustn’t get to look like that at your

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