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“I’ve fallen in love. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking. The next morning came a compact letter from her father. “Lucy, that is so sad. We've got to get him to care. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. Her eyes followed him. . She pushed at the closer of the two soldiers bearing the precious burden. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. I've my own reasons for disliking this job. I do swear. My son went down after his death.
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