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"Well, since you are such a saucy piece," roared the other, "I will tell you.
--A thing happened to myself, Stevie, last autumn, coming on winter, and I never told it to a living soul and you are the first person now I ever told it to.
The lights inside the house had all been extinguished, and from the darkened window Ferrier peered over the fields which had been his own, and which he was now about to abandon for ever.
It seems more real than you are--more real than the schoolroom.
