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The Squire said no more about the berry-pickers Dave handed him a paper

on which the tie

was lasses with a

certain gris ca with ed a friendly wink The

extracting of coin from the head of the house was no easy process

Mother and son both enjoyed its accoency

It was too hard a process in the horeeable

While the Squire restling with his arithate, pause, go on and then return He

looked at her with deep interest She was so pale and tired-looking it

seeh left to walk to the house Her

long lashes rested wearily on the pale cheeks She lifted theerly in a pair of great,

sorrowful brown eyes

The girl ca

his account to the berry-pickers "Well, girl, who are you?" he said,

not as unkindly as the words ht imply