“Stop and chin with me just a little, won’t you, marmsey?”,
“Well, I’ll be blowed, gosh! Mar’d larf to hear you tarlk. You’ll darn my socks, two bits or no two bits, ef Mar says.”,
Dim religious lights from stained glass windows shone through the church and falling on the boy chilled him to the marrow..
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