“For three days an’ three nights there was no sleep fer his eyes nor slumber fer his eyelets.”,
[89]“Mother, do come and look at the procession,” Edith called cautiously from the trellises, where she was slyly watching.,
“You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?”.
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