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"That's scarcely a fair question, Mr. “Who took care of you after she died?” “My father. They cleaned up the mess as best they could and she went home with him docilely. While involved in this crowd, near Temple Bar, —where the thoroughfare was most dangerous from the masses of ruin that impeded it,—an individual, whose swarthy features recalled to the carpenter one of his tormentors of the previous night, collared him, and, with bitter imprecations accused him of stealing his child. Why would your mother be so impatient?” Lucy speculated. Her mother did not seem to like the new doctor at all, shunning him with a near superstitious dread. Happily they had no one else to wait for, and it heartened her mightily to think that she had ordered the promptest possible service of the dinner. While waiting for his coming she had stated her present and future relations with him with what had seemed to her the most satisfactory lucidity and completeness.
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