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Mrs. Keeler lifted the basket which Maurice had placed on the floor at his feet. "What's the matter with you?" she asked, giving him a shake. Come, let us be glad—both togither, me lad— Over beside the table, Mrs. Wilson watched him from somber eyes..
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