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ful child by the side of the graver childhood we had seen,
that he made my guardian smile even as he turned towards
us from a little private talk with Mrs. Blinder. We kissed
Charley, and took her downstairs with us, and stopped out-
side the house to see her run away to her work. I don’t know
where she was going, but we saw her run, such a little, little
creature in her womanly bonnet and apron, through a cov-
ered way at the bottom of the court and melt into the city’s
strife and sound like a dewdrop in an ocean.

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