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She looked paler than ever; but her countenance, though bewildered, did not exhibit the alarm which might naturally have been anticipated from the strange and perplexing scene presented to her view. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. “I see no reason why you shouldn’t. You're a queer lad. " As he said this, the carpenter patted the cheek of the little object of his benevolent professions, and, in so doing, unintentionally aroused him from his slumbers. He had been back for two weeks during some pleasant weather in July.

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