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26011	Stringer, Arthur	The Prairie Mother			.txt	text/plain	81015	4920	87	Dinky-Dunk didn't answer me, but I thought he looked a little wan and Dinky-Dunk was sitting with his head on his hand, staring at the Allie, I remembered, was Dinky-Dunk's English cousin, Lady Alicia Dinky-Dunk's face softened a little, and he seemed almost ready to carry packed away in our own immortal soul, the homely old things like Dinky-Dunk was able to laugh at the look of dismay that came into my Dinky-Dunk has had word that Lady Alicia is on her way west. But on the way home to the Harris Ranch last night, with Dinky-Dunk My poor old Dinky-Dunk, by the way, meanders about these days so moody no wonder poor old Dinky-Dunk nearly broke his neck trying to teach It didn't sound like my Dinky-Dunk of old, for I knew that he was "That sounds like an ultimatum," said Dinky-Dunk very slowly, his face before my poor old Dinky-Dunk's eyes.	./cache/26011.txt	./txt/26011.txt