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The dog-fox cannot be far off, since the cub is found. "Come and sit down by me. "Of course," responded the widow, heaving a deep sigh. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps.
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