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” “I’m afraid it can’t. " "Sit down, my dear, sit down," interposed Mrs. “Manning,” she said, and contemplated a figure of inaggressive persistence. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. He seemed happy with her, finding her proper and seemly. She answered him almost coldly. I guess she used to pick on her for being big and fat. “We don’t pretend.
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