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One day he and Tellef took the grandmother up on the knoll. She longed to feel the salt wind blowing directly from the water, she said. So there she stood, with her gray hair tossing about her wistful old face, and with her sightless eyes turned toward the sea. “Because Rensselaer Polytech opens a few days after we get back.” CHAPTER XVIII THE RAIDERS RAIDED.
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