"Who've you got with you?" demanded the Amazon, boldly. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. "No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other. She did not wait, but grabbed up the lantern and slid into the passage, calling to them to hurry. “Michelle, I think that you are the victim of an extremely overactive imagination.
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