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She knew the truth of it all right. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. “An uncle in New York is dead, and has left him loads of money. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. ‘Ah. She liked to do it for Cathy Beck, so that she could relax after waitressing all day at the Big Apple with a homemade meal. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did. At length she hit upon it: bubbling water. ” He paused and looked at her, and said, with a sudden drop into a confidential undertone, “Or else I want to pray.
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