E. Gina, the eleven year old, just couldn’t take it and she ran away. I did all for the best, I'm sure. But you must tell her. Not a word had been exchanged between the two boys on the road. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. Though I’ll wager she used this passage, and we certainly ought to investigate it. CHAPTER XXIII. " "I have no people—anybody who would care.
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