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’ A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. "I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. I've been thinking about it ever since morning. Take your case, for instance. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. A moistened velvet touch found her tongue. That is what my mother used to call me. She was not a Christian woman.
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