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23120	Holt, Emily Sarah	The King's Daughters			.txt	text/plain	63920	5255	96	"Give you good den, Master Clere!" said a rosy-faced countrywoman with a "Thou'd better go to bed," said her father, as they came up with the "My daughter," he said, in a soft, kind voice, "I think thou art Rose "I trust we shall do our duty," said poor Rose, in great perplexity. "Why, Rose, how breathless art thou, maid!" said the other when she came "Thou'rt an honest lass," said Mrs Wade, patting Cissy on the head. "Father likes us to come," said Cissy, when her thanks had been properly "Little maid," answered Elizabeth, "Mistress Wade meant to save thee the "Little Cissy," she said, "is not God thy Father, and his likewise? "Hush thee, my little maid!" said her father, laying his hand on her Elizabeth looked up at Cissy's father, and he said in a husky voice,-"Art thou come, dear heart?" said Alice Mount, as her daughter ran	./cache/23120.txt	./txt/23120.txt