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“Why, Billy, what has happened to make you think so?” “Look out! She’s ten, an’ never been to school; but she’s read more things ’n you ’n me put together, Pretty. Knows ’em, too.” Billy introduced the two in characteristic fashion and went within. Edith came in dressed for church..
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