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Now lend me your own hand. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. "No!" she cried. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. 13 with a latchkey went humming lightly up to her room. So I've grown hard—outside.
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