“But I still think of my old foster brothers and sisters. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. “Why not?” He asked. ’ ‘What?’ uttered Gerald, startled. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. “I remember hearing something about it.
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