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    <title>Lingard112</title>
    <Collections>Chapter 12</Collections>
    <Contributor>Lingard Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1972</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</Date>
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    <Keywords>Hurt, Trouble</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
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    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
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    <Transcript>﻿104

a pipe and began to fill it with tobacco. &quot;It&#039;sxxxx a pity that.
Since you seem so fond of one another. But I know it must be
difficult.&quot;

Sadie flet herself blush. Yes, it was true: she was fond of
Kevin; that was why she could not bear to have him hurt.

&quot;It is difficult,&quot; she said. &quot;Even to meet.

Kevin had closed his eyes again. His face waslooked pale a nd exhausted.

&quot;I think we’ll have to get that boy home.&quot; said Mr Blake.

They helped him back into the car. Sadie sat in the back as
before.

&quot;You’ve to let me off outside my neighbourhood,&quot; Kevin insisted.
&quot;I&#039;ll manage the last bit alone.&quot;

&quot;All right,&quot; said Mr Blake. &quot;I&#039;m not happy at letting you walk
but theres&#039;s no point in causing any more trouble.&quot;

He stopped the car in a side street. &quot;Will you make it from here?&quot;

Kevin nodded. He put his hand on the handle of the door and looked
round at Sadie. Was this to be the last time they would see one another?

&quot;I tell you what,&quot; said Mr Blake, &quot;Would the two of you like to
come round to my house for supper one evening?&quot;

&quot;We&#039;d love to, wouldn&#039;t we, Kevin?&quot;

&quot;Yes,&quot; said Kevin.

&quot;Shall we say Friday?&quot; suggested Mr Blake. &quot;That&#039;ll give Kevin
a few days to be going about again.&quot;

&quot;See you Friday then,&quot; said Kevin.

He opened the door. They watched him as he walked up the street.
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