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CHRISTMAS EVE 49
puppy, whelp and hound, and curs of low degree," that, disturbed by the ringing of the porter's bell, |
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and the rattling of the chaise, came bounding, open-mouthed, across the lawn.
------" The little dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart—see they bark at me !"
cried Bracebridge, laughing. At the sound of his
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