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Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg.
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