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29181	De Courcy, Dorothy	Foundling on Venus			.txt	text/plain	3307	339	97	stinging, caustic air swallows up the lives of men and only Venus may child, a boy, he sat begrimed by mud at the edge of the street where an The little figure rubbed its face, looked at her blankly and heaved a Are you going to work or aren't you, Jane?" a voice boomed. She turned to the little boy. "I didn't know what to fix for him," Pete said. The girl hesitated, opened her mouth, but said nothing. The little face remained steady but the eyes were fearful as Jane slid "Patrol Office," Jane said. Poor little thing!" The little face looked up at her. see strange places and new things, and one day they left in a great big The little boy's dark eyes were watching her intently but she went on, It said, "I think I know the end of the story.	./cache/29181.txt	./txt/29181.txt