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But we’ve got the brains to get over that, and tongues in our heads to talk to each other. She could not help but admit that she liked being smiled at and addressed in the hallways by hordes of friendly faces. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Anyhow, ten minutes after I get to work I'll be rumpling it. "Yale? Why, so am I. These bloods will pay well for his capture; if not, he'll pay well to get out of their hands; so I'm safe either way—ha! ha! Blueskin," he added aloud, and motioning that worthy, "follow me. The delay was only momentary.
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