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Anna went out. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. Anna and her escort exchanged glances. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. "What is your name?" "Ruth. “The smallest will do for me quite well. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up.
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