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“You need a reason. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. She kissed him with a closed mouth, not as recklessly as she was tempted to do. Still, the respite was sufficient for Spurlock to look about for some weapon. That Capes should love her seemed beyond the compass of her imagination. Now you can understand why every minute is a torture to me.
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