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" Upon which, Mr. Listen, Jack. " "It is shut," said Mrs. The turning of the key startled her, but she did not see how she could make an objection. "Come Bess,—no whimpering. ” She said fretfully. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. Odd, but he had never thought of the beach until this girl (who looked as if she had stepped out of the family album) referred to it with a familiarity which was as astonishing as it was profoundly sad. The crowding impressions of the previous weeks seemed to run together directly her mind left the chaotic search for employment and came into touch again with a coherent and systematic development of ideas.
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