I never had even a real doll," she added, as she snuggled the flea-bitten head to her heart. " CHAPTER XIX. To compare me to a starving pig. "Oh, God! that I might die too," cried Jack, falling on his knees beside her. She crooked her finger. “Why?” he asked, suavely. And instead of accepting the situation gratefully, he felt vaguely hurt! One evening in September a proa rasped in upon the beach.
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