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Then I refused to let Tom come inside the gate, and he went down the street whistling, only when he got to the purple lilac he turned and kissed his hand to me. That, Mrs. Johnson just couldn't stand, and she came across the street immediately and called me back to the gate. Here David, who had been fidgeting with his cigar, broke in impatiently. David stared sullenly at the ground, but in a moment or two he lifted his head in a defiant manner..
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