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She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. Even the chattering monkeys, parrots, and parrakeets departed the fruit groves for the smelly dark of the jungle. Suddenly, such a shout as has seldom smitten human ears rent the air. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. Then the work is optional; they go on their own. Sorry to be so nosy. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. I rather want them. Let her have her own way in all things, for she will always be just. " "Poh, poh, my dear! Mr.
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