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What a pig she was. His hands came up, his face broke apart. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. 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. She held out her hand for it, but Gerald smiled. Ramage. ‘Come, cry a truce. Tears sprang to her eyes. . She propped a pillow against his padded headboard and sat herself into a stiff upright position, legs expertly crossed.
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