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"Well, then, he did; an' in that will he left his woods an' money to Mr. Stanhope, my teacher." "Well, jest you wait till Ma asks him why he did it," laughed Maurice, who now was almost normal again. "Ma's great on gettin' explanations, she is." "Sir William Lawrence has nothing to do with my affairs.".
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