" "You'd better," replied Quilt. Maybe half a year, counting this summer. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. G'night, kids. ” She yelled. “I suppose most people’s letters are queer. "Every brick I take out," cried Jack, as fresh rubbish clattered down the chimney, "brings me nearer my mother.
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