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    <title>Lingard042</title>
    <updated>Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:48</updated>
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    <collections>Chapter 5</collections>
    <contributor>Lingard Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1972</coverage>
    <creator>Linen Hall Library</creator>
    <date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</date>
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    <keywords>Mullet, Devil</keywords>
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&quot;Fine. &quot;

There was a further silence and then Tommy said,&quot;How’s Brede?&quot;

&quot;O.K.&quot;

&quot;Tell her I was asking afterfor her.&quot;

&quot;I will.&quot; Kevin scuffed his foot against the edge of the kerb.
&quot;Well, I suppose I&#039;d better be going. Nice to see you again, Tommy.&quot;
He nodded at Linda. &quot;Good night, Sadie.&quot;

&quot;Good night, Kevin.&quot; said Sadie

He walked quickly away.

&quot;He&#039;d need to walk fast in case any of our boys goet the hold of
him,&quot; said Linda.

&quot;You shut up, Linda Mullet,&quot; said Sadie.

&quot;hy Why should I shut Up?&quot; demanded Linda.

&quot;Stop itPack it in, both of you,&quot; said Tommy.

&quot;You don&#039;t seem to care that your sister&#039;s been consorting with a
Mickey.&quot; Linda tossed her head. Tommy knew he had nettled her by
sending his regards to Brede.

&quot;Let&#039;s go home, &quot; he said. They began to walkAs they came down the street, they
saw the shape of Mrs Mullet outlined in her lit doorway. &quot;And don&#039;t
you say anything to your motherMa, Linda.&quot;

&quot;I&#039;ll say what I like.&quot;

&quot;If Iyou do you won&#039;t see me again.&quot;

&quot;That&#039;ll gi make her pausestop to think,&quot; said Sadie. &quot;She doesn&#039;t
want to lose hold of you now that she&#039;s got her claws into you.&quot;

Linda flew at Sadie. Tommy separated them. &quot;For heaven&#039;s sake,
cut it out!&quot; He cursed Sadie under his breath. She had the devil
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