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There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. “I have been amusing myself up to now by trying to earn my living,” she replied.
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