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"Ah, poor girl," said Mrs Chopper, with a sigh, as Nancy disappeared. "You are a good boy, Peter; I like to see boys not too fond of money, and if she had taken it (and I wish she had, poor thing) I would have made it up to you."
"Is the man she calls Bill her husband? " inquired Joey.