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"Ma," said one of the young'uns seeing the truth quicker than any grown man
ever would, "it's us, the sisters and you . . . one for each of us." She fell down in the rocker by the hearth and noticed for the first time that a fire
burned on the hearthstone. Mr. West sat on the bench by the table and he saw it first.
"There is words here," he said, as he handed her the paper.