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LETTER XXXII.
I Bought myself a pair of birds; I would not care
for one. I like to hear them talk together. I got the
prettiest I could, and the prettiest cage; they make
me feel quite at home; you do not know what a comfort
their little voices are. I have a passion-flower, a
most beautiful variety, and it blossoms in my chamber;
a lemon tree that I planted; it has four leaves!
I feel at home for the present. I wish I had time to
write more.
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