[ubuntu-mono] she must

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S from one of the pigeonholes. It was tied with her class colours and
marked "From Sophia Gordon." "She was my best friend at school,"
explained Helen, "and my roommate for three years; but being in the
class just below me, she had to go through her senior year without me.
These letters were written during that time. I have a reason for asking
you to read them. Perhaps you will be able to discover it before I come
back." With a smile and nod to Olive, and a light kiss on Sara's cheek,
she left them to amuse themselves during her absence in any way they
chose. "You read the letters aloud while I make the chocolate," said
Sara, as the door closed behind her sister. "We can do the other things
afterward." "There is a photograph in this one, of a girl about your
size, Sara," announced Olive, as she opened the first letter. "What's
this written under it? 'Timoroso.' What a queer name! But see what a
sweet face she has. I wonder who it can be?" "The letter will probably
tell," answered Sara, striking a match to light the alcohol-lamp. "Go
on, I am ready to listen." "My dearest Helen," read Olive. "Here I am
back at school in our sunshiny old south room in Baxter Hall, with the
same jolly set of girls popping their heads out of their doors, all
along the corridor, to joke with each other; the same old teachers and
furniture and surroundings; the same dear old everything, with one
exception--my old roommate. "I know you are dying to hear about my new
roommate. She is a freshman by the name of Susannah Talbot, but we have
never called her that since the first day. You will find her photograph
enclosed, and can see for yourself what a shy little rabbit she is.
"Elsie Gayland came into our room while I was showing Susannah where to
put her things as she unpacked. You know how regardlessly outspoken
Elsie is, and how thoroughly saturated with her music. She is worse than
ever this year, and talks almost entirely in musical terms. "'How are
you two going to chord?' she said, abruptly, to Susannah. 'If Sophia
were a sheet of music, she would be marked on every score, _Fortissimo_,
because she is so forcible and aggressive. But you are just the
opposite; it seems to me that _Timoroso_ would just suit you. You do not
object to a nickname, I hope? Everybody has to put up with one here.'
"Susannah blushed and managed to stammer out that she didn't mind, and 
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