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She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. “But I—I went to Nigel Ennison for help. "Your son," answered the boy. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. His face fell.
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