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She could not part with dignity. "Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible asylum. ” “Don’t say that,” Sydney begged. Before the first month was gone, McClintock admitted that the boy was a find. "Back!" he cried fiercely.
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