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5969	MacDonald, George	What's Mine's Mine — Complete			.txt	text/plain	153156	10006	89	"I should like to know," said Mercy, after a little pause, during "I love old things!" said Mercy. "You might have said a big, good-looking fellow!" rejoined Mercy. Alister's uncle had lived in a house on the spot where Mr. Peregrine Palmer's now stood; the man who bought it had pulled it "You never tell me anything, Ian!" said his mother, looking at him "I don't need to tell you, Ian," said his mother, with shining eyes, "GOD KNOWS," said Ian at length, and again the broken silence closed "I don't like the men, mother; nor does Ian," answered Alister "Now what do you think, Ian?" said the chief, ending a recital true "I think I can let you see into it, Miss Mercy," said Ian. "But," said Mercy, "how can one love a thing that has no life?" "God and Ian did," said Alister. "Oh, it's nothing about Ian!" said the chief, answering her look.	./cache/5969.txt	./txt/5969.txt