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I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. But if God is kind to me, someday I may climb up to where you are. He jumped back, cursing. "I'll go to her directly," said Wood, bustling towards the door. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. Here and there, a rectangular patch, darker than the rest, showed that some had been removed. You have taken my dagger.
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