“Umph!” he said, and regarded his letter doubtfully before consigning it to the pillar-box. " So saying, he scrambled over the rubbish, and got into the chimney. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. Neither your aunt nor I have any other thought but what is best for you.
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