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She met Billy toiling up the front step with a long piece of rusty iron gas-pipe, which took off an inch of paint as it bumped against the doorway. She bent down and kissed the back of his neck, which theft was almost more than I could stand and apparently more than Billy was prepared to accept. "She used to be," was Judith's frank reply. "But since you've become an artist, like Aunt Louise, she fairly adores you!" "He did, sir. Leastways he arsked me to arsk Dido 'bout it.".
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