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When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. "Och! he's a broth of a boy!" "Why, I thought he'd broken your head, Terry?" "Phooh! that's nothing? A piece o' plaster'll set all to rights; and Terry O'Flaherty's not the boy to care for the stroke of a supple-jack. " Mr. “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. ‘You’re speaking the truth. Then instantly she got out of bed and proceeded to dress. " "Law! Miss," observed the maid, "there's nothing mischievous in the person's appearance, I'm sure. “It isn’t fair. ’ ‘Oh, you are, are you?’ said the nun, evidently not mollified, but she was forestalled. He laughed at her heartily, and she laughed too as she had not for a year. Sheppard, passing her hands over his face, and gazing at him with a look that made him shudder. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern.
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