Fifteen from forty is twenty-five. Home!— which I never hoped to see again. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. “You see,” he said, “you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. \"Did you girls finish your homework?\" Cathy's head appeared in the open door. I got a rusty bolt cutter.
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