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"I think Miss Jinny has hurt her hand, Miss Pat," she said with exaggerated anxiety. "She's got her handkerchief wrapped about it. I hope it isn't badly hurt—she doesn't look as if it were inimical, does she?" The clock on St. Francis' tower boomed the hour. "I like it better than the land of the Amorites and the Hittites," she responded so promptly that the other gaped..
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