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The infant was rescued from a watery-grave by an honest mechanic, who has since brought him up as his own son. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. White assented. ‘I must see the lady who is my great-aunt. “I suppose most people’s letters are queer. Mr. She was to have fifteen pounds, and no more. I tell you this child would have been strangled.
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