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    <title>Lingard110</title>
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    <collections>Chapter 11</collections>
    <contributor>Lingard Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1972</coverage>
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    <date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</date>
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&quot;And in a wee while I&#039;ll run him home. He needs to get to his bed
soon. &quot;

Sadie found Kevin sitting up with his back against a cushion.
He looked much better. He even grinned at her, and then winced.

&quot;Ouch!&quot;

&quot;All right, you,Serve you right&quot; said Sadie,&quot;you can lay off the grinningNo grinning for you for
a while.&quot; She smiled at him.

&quot;Come and sit beside me and tell me something nice.&quot; He patted
the edge of the settee.

She sat down. &quot;I want to talk to you but I don&#039;t know if it&#039;s going
to be nice. You see, I decided I&#039;d come to see you tonight, but I
decided it would have to be the last time.&quot;
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