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There was no need to be afraid for me. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. “I’ve been looking out for you,” he said. Twenty-one, twenty-two. ’ Gerald considered. I have squeezed three kids into it afore now. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. “No,” she answered, reluctantly.
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