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    <title>Lingard169</title>
    <updated>Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:52</updated>
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    <collections>Chapter 17</collections>
    <contributor>Lingard Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1972</coverage>
    <creator>Linen Hall Library</creator>
    <date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</date>
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She looked at him in surprise.

&quot;Against all the odds,&quot; he added.

&quot;We have a few troubles,you know. Sometimes we argue and even fight
She laughed. &quot;But we make it up again.Y You&#039;re looking sad today?
Are you still shaken up by your accident?&quot;

&quot;A bit, I suppose. I&#039;m worried for Sadie and Kevin. I don&#039;t
think they stand much chance. They have too much against them.&quot;

&quot;That&#039;s why you&#039;re helping them, isn&#039;t it?&quot;

&quot;WellYes, of course. But I like them both too. They&#039;ve become real
friends to me.&quot;

He went back to the house. Sadie and Kevin were in the kitchen,
their faces were serious.

&quot;We&#039;ve been thinking, Mr Blake,&quot; said Kevin &quot;and we feel we should n&#039;t
meet one another here any more.&quot;

&quot;Why not?&quot;

&quot;We don&#039;t want to get you into any more bother,&quot; said Sadie. &quot;Sure
we all know why the wheels were loosened.&quot;

Mr 31ake sighed. &quot;I would be sorry not to see you both. And I&#039;m
not afraid to go on having you here?. I think it&#039;s important to stick
to your principles.&quot;

&quot;I think we should come less often,&quot; said Kevin. &quot;Maybe once in
the week, and we&#039;d have to take care not to be seen.&quot;

&quot;I&#039;ll still come every day and work for you,&quot; said Sadie, wonderin g
as she spoke how long she would be able to stall her mother, who again
this morning a had been asking when she was getting a new job.
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