144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. "Save me!—save me!" "Damnation!" vociferated Jonathan, savagely. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. “I don’t care a rap for remembering.
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