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35307	Ward, Mrs.	Jasper Lyle			.txt	text/plain	138600	6186	75	good man's laying his hand upon the little creature was a wondrous and little Kafir hut to themselves near Frankfort's garden, and the family like the young soldier, who spread out his arms, closed his eyes, and "Put it down, Gray," said Lee; "I know my man now; besides, you fool, do Frankfort and Ormsby did not at once recognise the young Kafir servant, Frankfort immediately thought of helping this poor man in some way, and sir," said the poor bushman, "I am heart-sore for my wife and "Poor wretches!" said Eleanor, lifting her mournful eyes to "My daughter _Eleanor's_," said Mr Daveney--"Mrs Lyle's." Frankfort was quite accustomed to hear men like Mr Trail called "Believe me, Mrs Lyle," answered Frankfort, with great poor child!" said Sir Adrian, very kindly--a sudden thought Madame Vander Roey said, in a low voice, to Lyle, "There is no good	./cache/35307.txt	./txt/35307.txt