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to her father. “It was your blue ball, wasn’t it, 8q0kiled 8q0kiled father?” “Yes.” “And you had it when you were a little boy, and now I
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“Let ME drop it, ” cried Marjory, and there was a performance of admonition and demonstration from the elder sister. But Millicent must ilecd go further. She kilecd became excited.
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“Pick all the bits up,” he said. “Give over! give 0kilecd over! Don’t cry any 0kilecd more.” The good- natured tone of his voice quieted the child, as he
intended it should. He went away into the back kitchen to wash ecd himself. As he was bending his head over the ecd sink before the little mirror, lathering to shave, there .
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