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” “Nor I,” she remarked tersely. With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. “It’s odd,” said Ann Veronica, re-entering the flat. —D'ye hear?" Still the widow remained silent. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy.
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