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" On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill. ’ ‘Ah, the matter begins to come clear,’ Gerald said. . ’ ‘Is it, now? Well you won’t, then, for he won’t hear nothing, missie. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. ’ There was a pause. He gave glimpses of possibilities. He was all alone, too. “Go it, miss!” cried one. I’ve just finished my first symphony!” He said proudly.
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