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 to him?" "You don't think so, do you?" cried she. "Yes, I do," said he
deliberately. Her face became deathly pale, then crimson. She thrust the
envelope into the bag, closed it hastily. "Then I can't give it," she
murmured. "Oh--but you are hard!" "If you broke with your father and
came with us--and it killed him,