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’ ‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. “Mr. “I have not quarrelled with her. I’ve—dreads. ” She had no way of retaliating, so she made a decision. Insulting cries became frequent and various, but for the most part she could not understand what was said. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. If the boy was legging it alone…. She answered slowly.
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