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39745	Ouida	Folle-Farine			.txt	text/plain	193843	9415	87	little beating, breaking heart, like the young child she was. lovely and silent; with a mute proud face, in which the great blue eyes As she saw the old man her eyes changed and lightened with a smile which thing," the old man muttered as he stood in his doorway looking after "Good!" said the old man briefly, with a gleam of light over his harsh "Look you," said the old man, resting his hammer for a moment, and Folle-Farine stood above her; her dark eyes gleaming like a hawk's was happy; all the living things of his little world loved him, and he an odd dazzled look upon her face, like one coming out of great darkness "She also is a saint; let God take her!" said the old man to himself in "Only a little gold!" he thought, one day, looking on the cartoon of the	./cache/39745.txt	./txt/39745.txt