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She breathed deeply of the starch of his shirt. Not daring, however, to listen to it, he ran on. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. " The girl smiled and began to munch a sandwich. “Lucy, that is so sad. Her sister’s words were true.
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