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" "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. But the whole set of some three or four shelves were of wood. The few whites he had ever known generally offered to pet him when they really wanted to kick him. ’ ‘No, miss,’ cut in Kimble. I am clear I want you. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots.
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