When they started getting on each other’s nerves, she blamed herself at first. Whenever Ah Cum (whose normal stride was sufficient to keep him at the side of her chair) pointed out something of interest, she had to strain the cords in her neck to focus her glance upon the object. She elected to go to prison. But I've stacks of books and a grand piano-player. "By the powers!" he added, turning his lantern full upon the face of the captive, "he's a nice gennteel-lookin' kiddy, I must say. “Oh, you know,” she said. "You must make a bold push.
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