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She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. I will have nothing to do with you. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. But how am I to know of things?” “Some things I hope you may never know,” he said. If I can’t talk anywhere else—I DO want an understanding. She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination.
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