‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. I never had even a real doll," she added, as she snuggled the flea-bitten head to her heart. He had sold half a dozen short tales to thirdrate magazines; but this letter had been issued from a distinguished editorial room, of international reputation. "Alone?" "Not exactly, Sir.
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