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I thought you might, sir," she said, without joy.
Where's Skinner?"
'E ain't never written to me, Sir, not once, nor come nigh of me since
I came here. Sir."
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Don't you know what's become of him?"
"Him not having written, no, Sir," and she edged a step towards the left
with an imperfect idea of cutting off Redwood from the barn door.
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No one knows what has become of him," said Redwood.
I dessay 'e knows," said Mrs. Skinner.
He doesn't tell."
He was always a great one for looking after 'imself and leaving them
that was near and dear to 'im in trouble, was Skinner. Though clever as
could be," said Mrs. Skinner....
"Where's this child?" asked Redwood abruptly.
She begged his pardon.
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