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The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. Bon. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested. His smile faded. “Okay. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. ” Lucy wanted badly to believe her. Oh God! pardon me. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence.
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