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“There Nancy,” she whispered, “is a sunbeam for breakfast dipped in milk.” “Ay, ay, sir,” came this time from two boys who had charge of some logs lashed together and crossed and recrossed by a hash-like lot of refuse lumber, and moored with a dog chain. “Yes; but I’m afraid my papa’s dead, he’s been gone so long.” How she hated that word “kid.”.
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