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One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed. I’m not a lovesick boy. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. “Well?” she said, sitting down again. Wood heard the cry. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck.
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