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Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. But she doesn’t and won’t divorce me. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. S. " "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. "I did all for the best, as I'll explain. Then Capes flittered to the hearthrug and poked the fire, stood up, and turned about.
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