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” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will. Around him were all the evidences of plenty. Even now I do not understand. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him. But through the fault of that pig, who dared to call himself Valade and masquerade in society under her birthright.
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