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Bob paid no attention to this outburst, letting it go past his ears. Wesley’s voice from behind took up the refrain. “Didn’t you meet Mr. Whitney somewheres around here, Bob?” Mr. Hazard asked, turning to his son. “Good day,” said Johnny Blossom, bowing low. “Please take this”—and he put the envelope into her hand..
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