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"Dick -O Dick, -whar are ye honey?" A hollow-cheeked wisp of a boy arose from the dark corner where he had been crouching like a frightened animal, and with cautious steps drew near the bed. Timidly he touched the wasted hand that lay upon the dirty coverlid. "What ye want, maw?"
