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"O, mamma, don't let them kill him! He isn't doing any harm, and he's old and weak, and hasn't any one to be good to him but Posy and me! " cried little Ned, bursting into his mother's room, red and breathless with anxiety and haste.
"Kill whom, dear? Sit down and tell me all about it."