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Brother and Sister. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. “You did not tell me that you were going out, or I would have offered my escort. "God in Heaven bless you, unhappy boy!" cried. ’ ‘I do not need the rescue from such as you. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. It had her raven locks, her pouting lips.
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