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’ ‘Oh, you are, are you?’ said the nun, evidently not mollified, but she was forestalled. Cathy's eyebrows perked up. The bedding was removed; Mrs. Her foster parents had attended the concert in their finest clothes, Cathy in a new JC Penney dress, Larry in a suit that was too small. It made me wake up, and there I lay thinking of you, spending your nights up here all alone, and no one to look after you.
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