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🏆 “Why must you preach?” she asked. “It doesn’t seem to pay you.” There was a curious smile about the girl’s lips as she caught Joan’s eye. “Who among you is the more honoured? The miser or the giver: he who heaps up riches for himself or he who labours for others?”!

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