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She shuddered. " "I'm not afraid, mother," said the little girl, smelling at the bouquet. ” “Friendship and love being separate things. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. “You killed them, didn’t you?” He said. Luckily I’m not. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle.
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