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38749	Pennell, Elizabeth Robins	Our House and London out of Our Windows			.txt	text/plain	69960	3385	79	after breakfast, and when I came home, long after lunch-time, the our little upper story, which looks for all the world like a ship's looking for my elderly woman to this day, had not chance led Trimmer one married again, and when the new wife came, the old sister went. given us the sort of time we hadn't had since the old days in Provence, could make out, a drunken father and years of semi-starvation; and Mrs. Burden had to face, as cheerfully as she could, an old age to be lived forgotten, once when she failed to come for two days, and I went to look "resting" from the time we came into the house until her mother left it, bobbing in and out like the little man in the weather-house. time, and by the end of her fourth year in the house, I do not believe	./cache/38749.txt	./txt/38749.txt