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Again he patted her shoulder, and this time his voice was more kind. “You’re a brave little girl, and if I was your dad I’d be dead stuck on you. Just you don’t be afraid. I’ll bring your supper by and by.” The “Lady of the Lake” was that moment deserted. CHAPTER I.—MRS. WOPP’S HOSPITALITY..
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