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" Almost the identical words of the boy. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. She said that your mother was only fifteen when she went to live with them. ‘She gave me four separate identities for herself, you must know, including Prudence, before I managed to get at her real name. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. Come with me, Langley, and bring the lantern. 156 He followed, “Um, is it okay if we talk in private for a few minutes somewhere?” Cathy was quick to reply.
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