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"But, my dearest, why? There is not the slightest danger now, and my horse is a good one, and I sha'n't be any time getting——" "It was very unkind," says Mona; "and he has a hateful face." There was a poor young man. He was very poor. His father, his mother, and all his relations were dead. He had no lodge, no wife to tan his robes or make his moccasins. His clothes were always old and worn. He had no home. To-day he stopped in one lodge; then to-morrow he ate and slept in another. Thus he lived. He had a good face, but on his cheek was a bad scar..
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