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Paul's are his work. I always wondered why he bought my mother's pearls so readily. ‘Of course not,’ snapped his friend. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. ‘Come, come, ma’am,’ he said smiling. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. I saw their boat swept away, and heard the roar of the fall beneath the bridge; and no one, who was present, could doubt the result.

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