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” She tried to sound convincing as she looked away hotly. She still had her letter of credit. That is why I am here. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. " "I've just bethought me of a crib as'll serve their turn," interposed Sharples, "at any rate, they'll be out o' the vay, and as safe as two chicks in a coop. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. But don't suppose, Madam, that anything I say has reference to you.
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