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<font size="2" color="#FFFFCD"> In one I saw a worthy citizen squatting on his mat, holding a struggling child between his knees, whose tangled hair he was overhauling for those incumbrances with which the Egyptians since the time of Pharaohs have been rich.</font>
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She sat there until daylight, unwearied, and wishing in her heart that the night might prolong itself indefinitely.
Her baby-conscience was rather tough and elastic, and I suppose she would have felt no more scruples about nibbling nice things, than an unprincipled little mouse.
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