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are my slave—and such you shall continue. She
tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. “But, dear, think! He is your father. net
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the officers, constables, javelin men, and other attendants; and nothing was to be
heard but shouts of laughter and jesting,—nothing seen but the passing of
glasses, and the emptying of foaming jugs. The lad hesitated. "Rachel," said Mr. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home.
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