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“Does he?” May Nell stared innocently into the darkening eyes. “I should think that would make you awfully agitated.” CHAPTER III.—A DAY AT SCHOOL. “I’ll not make a noise, and I’ll—I’ll try not to cry; but I’m afraid I’ll ha-have t-to,” she faltered, struggling to hide her eyes that grew moist in spite of herself..
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