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A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night. ’ He could just see the glare. Sheppard's house, loud yells and vociferations reached his ears; and, looking downwards, he perceived a great stir amid the mob. A tourist caravan of four pole-chairs jogged along a narrow street. \" He looked crestfallen. " "There was Father," suggested Angelina gently. But after the first shock came a warm glow of relief. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house.
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