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" "The boy's not at my house," replied Wild. The couple reappeared from behind the curtains, both visibly shaken. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples.
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