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The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. " "It is a diamond," said the lady, in an agony of distress,—"the child!" "A diamond! Here, take the kid," cried Blueskin, slipping the infant adroitly under her scarf. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. ‘Tee-ree-sa. There’s stories, too, about his demonstrator, Capes Something or other. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. “I meant to say good-bye to you to-night.
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