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But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. ‘What Frenchman would that be, missie? We ain’t let no one escape.
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