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"What!" cried Jen, "do you know why David has gone to town?" Oh, little lover, little lover, you didn't know what you were saying with your baby wisdom, and your rust-grimy little hand burned the sleep-place on my breast like a terrible white heat from which I was powerless to defend myself. You are mine, you are, you are! You are soul of my soul and heart of my heart and spirit of my spirit. CHAPTER XVIII. THE DEVIL-STICK THIEF..
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