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62758	Hutchinson, A. S. M. (Arthur Stuart-Menteth)	The Clean Heart			.txt	text/plain	107574	8881	91	Young Wriford thinks of her face, day and night, as like a "Puddlebox," said the pear-shaped gentleman; and to Mr. Wriford's Mr. Wriford stopped and looked again in a puzzled way at Mr. Puddlebox and then said apologetically: "I don't know how I've come rushed bawling around his wagon on the opposite side from where Mr. Wriford trembled, came full beneath the hanging stern of Mr. Puddlebox, and discharged upon it a cut of his whip that made pretty "Half a minute," said Mr. Puddlebox and caught Mr. Wriford's coat. boy!" cried Mr. Puddlebox and caught Mr. Wriford's hands The counting of One and Two set Mr. Puddlebox's legs, aided by Mr. Wriford's hands on his stern, swinging like a vast pendulum. "But I wouldn't look back," said Mr. Wriford, "or come back. "Come, boy," said Mr. Puddlebox and took him again beneath the arms:	./cache/62758.txt	./txt/62758.txt