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‘It is seldom enough I am visited by anyone at all, let alone a personable young redcoat. She could smell the sweet girl child he had buried in the garage in autumn, 1 even under the frozen ground. " "So I've found out the way to move her," thought the carpenter; "those tears will do her some good, at all events. “Hello, Teddy!” she answered. Operations then commenced. He knew it was unnerving, he did it to everyone, even his own kin. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl.
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