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] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. He was an imaginative young man. Since then he has persistently annoyed me. He will not help them—and I told Emile so—and thus he sends them to my other grandpére, even that he knows he is dead. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. He was now within a foot of the bar, and introducing himself into the hole, speedily worked his way to it. ” With a swift movement she gained the bell and rang it. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. She was sore with the perplexities of her preposterous position.
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