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Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one. ‘Stay, Saling!’ The butler halted, looking round enquiringly. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "Well?" he said, as Spurlock reached his side. " "Ha!" ejaculated Trenchard. He resumed his listening.
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