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“Do you know that boy very well, Shar?” Cathy Beck yelled in the general direction of the lavatory. Hearing a noise below, Quilt called out, supposing it occasioned by the Jew. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. She bathed frequently with ash and lye soap stolen from traders. “How’s the star?” John’s father asked.
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