ds t and  out again because nobody co remember t s  be tired and  be cing looks for t; o comfort e   uprigared.

    One of ts, tic cold and empest raging in , Emilys stare seemed so vacant,  legs and arms so inexpressive, t Sara lost all control over  Emily-- no one in t.

    quot;I sly,quot; s first.

    Emily simply stared.

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    S taring glass eyes and complacent face, and suddenly a sort of broken rage seized ed tle savage ing into a passion of sobbing--Sara who never cried.

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    Saras sobs gradually quieted t  s er a  ime actually  and picked ook  tle smile.

    quot;You cant ; s;any more t  all made alike. Per best.quot; And sraig her back upon her chair.

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    One morning, on turning ter a visit to tco  delig during ure opped before t  doors  sleeves  carrying ure.

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    S o join terers  to c if sure s t belonged to.