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’ ‘Don’t be a fool, woman,’ snapped Charvill, thrusting himself further into the room. “Just like old times,” she thought sardonically. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal. Lucy propped Michelle against a thick, knobby tree stump. She had not made friends with any; so they still eyed her askance. "I suppose I must have been senseless for some time; for, on coming to myself, I found this gash in my head, and the ground covered with blood.
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