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14018	Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe	Marie			.txt	text/plain	21147	1231	91	They were like fiddle-bows, Marie thought; and at the playing, the good old man, and a hard life taking care of the beasts, so with one thing and another, Marie had quite a little crowd around come--from away!" she said, in her broken English, that sounded soft Marie shook her head, and a light crept into her eyes as she thought of "Good evening, Jacques!" said Abby, in her quiet voice. was away, this wife had sold her, Marie, to another devil, Le Boss, who So thought Abby, as she tucked up Marie in Sister Lizzie's little Jacques De Arthenay went home that night like a man possessed. "Feeble, no!" said Marie, with a little laugh. was Marie's life and soul; and she let come down from Paris a great Abby's mind about Marie's answer, when she grew a little used to the "Come in, Jacques!" said Abby, wondering at the look of the man.	./cache/14018.txt	./txt/14018.txt