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20872	nan	The Best Short Stories of 1917, and the Yearbook of the American Short Story			.txt	text/plain	200206	21334	92	"Play for us!" said Mrs. Malcolm, and Burnaby, that remarkable young man, sat down to the piano "Oh you can always pick things up, if you know where to look," said the stables, the old man said, pointing out a big white mule or two of At sound of a moving pencil the man who was telling the story looked up. "I'd like to talk to you about that a little later, Mrs. Hale," he said. "I don't think we ought to touch things," Mrs. Peters said, a little Now I said, "My good woman, I am an old man with knowledge of the world. Look, I am an old man, but I stood thinking of my airly days. If my new ones can come on a day like this, it's a pity my old came to me, and looked into my face a long time, and said, 'So this is	./cache/20872.txt	./txt/20872.txt