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16361	Various	Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, October, 1877. Vol XX - No. 118			.txt	text/plain	83382	5025	81	"What a poor little thing you must think me!" said Sissy. "If I wanted to know anything Percival would tell me," said Mr. Thorne. Percival went away, smiling a little at his letter and at Lottie herself. "Meaning my friend Mrs. Blake?" said young Thorne. "Like me, for instance," said Percival, looking up. learn."--"That's very likely," said the young man. "Yer's improved a heap," said Little Lizay. "Two hunderd is 'nuff fer a little gal like yer," Alston said the next "Yer saved six lashes ter-day, Little Lizay," Alston said. "Yer dun know nothin' 'tall 'bout it," said Little Lizay. "I never stole yer cotton, Als'on," Little Lizay said with a certain "So yer mus' lemme he'p yer ter-day," said Little Lizay. "Look yere, Lizay," Alston said with sudden inspiration: "le's go tell "I reckon we ain't got no time ter dress up," said Alston.	./cache/16361.txt	./txt/16361.txt