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“Yes I did. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world seeking forgetfulness. Then he had gone away. Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. . However this may be now, it was unquestionably true of old Newgate. I hated him. \"I'll meet you at your locker after school.
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