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    <title>Lingard128</title>
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    <collections>Chapter 13</collections>
    <contributor>Lingard Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1972</coverage>
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    <date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</date>
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    <keywords>Neighbourhood, Blether</keywords>
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On Friday Kevin came to Mr Blake&#039;s. He looked almost his old self except forstill had the bandage around his head and thea slight limp but apart from that was almost back to himself.

&quot;You look a new man,&quot; said Sadie,taking his hands in hers.

&quot;I’ve been resting.&quot; He grinned. &quot;Every time I moved two yards
my mother yelled at me.&quot; What have you been doing?&quot;

&quot;Not resting. Wait till you hear!&quot;

Nr Blake took Jack out for a long walk before supper. Sadie and
Kevin sat on the sfettee and she gave him an account of her week.

&quot;Sounds like you know half the neighbourhood by now# &quot; he said.

&quot;I like to pass the time of day when I go in and out of the shops.

&quot;In other words, you’re a blether!&quot;

They laughed together. She rested her head against his shoulder.
She felt happy.

&quot;Maybe it’s as well I nearly collapsed along by the Lagan,&quot; said
Kevin. &quot;Though at the time I didn&#039;t think so!&quot;

&quot;Mr Blake/is the best thing that ever happened to us.&quot;

&quot;We must be careful that no one gets to know about Mr Blakehim and us.&quot;

Sadie nodded. &quot;You&#039;re right there. I wouldn’t like antything to
happen to Mr Blake&quot;
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