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My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. . His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter. ‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. "To be sure I will, my child. "I can't help thinking of it, Sir," answered the widow. ’ ‘Militia, miss,’ Kimble corrected her.
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