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" "I sha'n't want these curtains. ” Mr. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. It’s an instinct. His figure was uncommonly slim even for his age, which could not be more than thirteen; and the looseness of his garb made him appear thinner than he was in reality. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. ” “Cabmen are so trying,” Mrs. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. Nice goings on.
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