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And the deck of the little steamer, which came daily, was crowded withlively,
white-clad people. He was at the front door, fingering the lock, plainly onthe
point of leaving the house. He loved Pauline morenanybody in the world.
Bidden
to dress himself, Cuffy obeyed with the worst possible grace.
He loved Pauline
morenanybody in the world.
And first hed tried to take em without herseeing him
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