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The enclosure by which it was surrounded was about twelve feet high; the under part being composed of taken planks, the upper of a strong iron grating, surmounted by sharp iron spikes. She entered and approached the bunk. She felt sleepy and unusually irritable. She had removed her hat and utterly disarranged her already unruly black locks by running agitated fingers through them. There you are! Girl spoilt for life. But it was hopelessly hard to put. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. . The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. Her voice shook, her eyes were very soft and melting.
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