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” He said as Cathy took his coat and alternately handed him back his bouquet of red roses. “No, I must have had hope lurking somewhere too. ” “It is,” Annabel answered shortly. “Yes, mostly. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. “Please, stay a while longer. “I never dreamt!” she said. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. Once more breaking through the hedge he took to the fields.
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