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’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. ‘Me, I do not need the help of anyone. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. Mild, you know, and boon. He destroyed her clumsily made dolls whenever he found them. I've got to know why. "Well, Jack," said the prize-fighter, in a rough, but friendly voice, and with a cutand-thrust abrupt manner peculiar to himself; "how are you, lad, eh? Sorry to see you here. " CHAPTER XXV.
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