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Saint Giles's Round-house XIII. She had started wearing the dresses he bought for her, the white and blue shift he said, “brings out the color in your eyes”. Perhaps I deceived you about it. I’m in this apartment and looking for work because—Well, what else can I do, when my father practically locks me up?” “I know,” said Mr. "Old Van told me if he grew up he would be hanged. Wood," she continued, with a sudden change of tone, and convulsively clutching the carpenter's arm, "promise it me.
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