” She replied with a rehearsed answer, “I was told that my real mother died the day I was born. She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round the room in search of a closet. The fresh air, which blew in his face, greatly revived him. ’ He sighed. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners.
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