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" The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. ” The detective thrust his notebook into his pocket. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. The teacher droned on and on about the mournful funerary love of Romeo and Juliet, a tale she had long since tired of. Her faithful servant struggled, with her assistance, to rise.
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