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The worst was over now. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. The condition of the rooms was indescribably filthy and disgusting; nor were the habits of the occupants much more cleanly. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to. It was the blouse that gave Lucy away. And girls and women, perhaps, are different.
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