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She replied that she did not mean that. Nevertheless, I insisted, would she? She only bent lower still. I asked the third time; and with nothing but the parting of her hair for me to look at, she nodded, and one of her braids fell over in front, and I took the pink-ribboned live end of it timorously between thumb and finger and felt as if I had hold of an electric battery.

"Hmm; Charlotte Oliver. Are you sure you have the name just right?"

"Oh, I don't doubt you have; though I didn't know but it might be Charlie Toliver or something."

He spurted a pint to reply, "Fishe's batt'ry."

"Whose hand was it; that fellow's, yonder?" Oliver was several paces away.

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