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hungerford-rossmoyne-1882	hungerford	hungerford-rossmoyne-1882	1882		.txt	text/plain	120670	7511	87	Just thry her, ma'am, an' if ye don't like her, an' if Miss Monica finds even one fault in her, just send her back to her mother. Go an' ate yer praties now, and thank yer stars Miss Monica was here to say a good word for ye. Paddy, glad of his rescue, casts a shy glance at Monica, and then, going over to where his grandmother and the pot of potatoes rest side by side, sits down (close cuddled up to the old dame) to fill his little empty stomach with as many of those esculent roots as he can manage, which, in truth, is the poor child's only dinner from year's end to year's end.	cache/hungerford-rossmoyne-1882.txt	txt/hungerford-rossmoyne-1882.txt