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" He approached the bed and laid his palm on the patient's forehead, and nodded. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road. ’ With an air of real interest, he asked, ‘I suppose you did not dig a tunnel or fly in by balloon?’ The lady gazed at him blankly. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance.
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