no be a young man near ty years. And ure ;

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    quot;t,quot; I said, and smiled like an idiot.

    quot;Your fat as old as I am.quot;

    I sat doime  seen my parents; tery.

    Luc do;After a paint you a picture of my dear yout real—just figures in a fairytale. My mammy could e and say, Sonny-boy, and I  kno knoy.quot;

    quot;But try ;

    quot;Mig all.quot;

    quot;And t;

    quot;to me. A boteet all time   talk, cant s bet is a baby—to learn—but ts moving backime. You so look after for a ;

    quot;I do not  to steal any c ;

    to make it ten blankets and a s from tion Army store, and e small meals, subsisting mainly on eas bre of January and February, en did not stir at all, but sat alone or in clumps of t or stone cold, ing for tion of our lives. Cronger by and by, and eps ance. Eaco move,  miserable dunge table er, a mile or so norts, t as secluded, it afforded us adequate protection. As  first day, restlessness s over me. Smaolac down beside me and draped an arm across my she sky.

    quot;Ní mar a síltear a bítear,quot; he said.

    quot;Smaolaco be a tand your old language. Speak Engliso me.quot;

    quot;Are you te and lamented? tter off ernal ing. Or is ttle treasure?quot;

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    quot;Once and only once, t;

    quot;Luc;

    quot;I dont remember muc on ts not rig recall.quot;

    quot;Every place  of me disappears.quot;

    quot;Norapping felloac t o