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One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. ‘They cannot help it. She could not say a word, much less move. He suspected a trap. "So I did," retorted Mrs. They had shared almost seventy five wonderful years there in nearly utter seclusion before it came time to move on. "Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. " "Halloo, Nab!" vociferated Quilt.
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