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Yes, you said all that. So you did, you juggling, small-souled shuffler! And yet when the happy hopefulness faded out of that poor girls face, when you saw her furtively slip beneath her shawl the scroll she had so patiently and honestly scribbled at so ashamed of her darling now, so proud of it before when you saw the gladness go out of her eyes and the tears come there, when she crept away so humbly who had come so
Oh, peace! peace! peace! Blister your merciless tongue, havent all these thoughts tortured me enough without your coming here to fetch them back again!
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