“DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. And you’d better have her fetch in some food for the missie, an’ all. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. She began to miss him when he was gone during the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with her. He continued his ditty, in spite of the angry glances of his leader.
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