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If it is a girl , I'll give her P25,000 , but if it is a boy I will give her P50,000 . ” Whereupon the gun went down slow and the fire in the old man's eyes gone , he said in a cracked voice : “ Suppose , just suppose , she gets an ...
If it is a girl , I'll give her P25,000 , but if it is a boy I will give her P50,000 . ” Whereupon the gun went down slow and the fire in the old man's eyes gone , he said in a cracked voice : “ Suppose , just suppose , she gets an ...
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But the girl had said she could not give him up just for that . She loved him so . Lovers have their quarrels and they had theirs . I had never known the cause of that quarrel , sir , although it meant so much to us .
But the girl had said she could not give him up just for that . She loved him so . Lovers have their quarrels and they had theirs . I had never known the cause of that quarrel , sir , although it meant so much to us .
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A plump - faced girl held the door ajar to ask what he wanted . “ I want to see Don Enrique , ” he said resentfully . “ He has visitors . He is busy . ” The girl was insolent . “ I can wait , ” Luis assured . " You wait , " the girl ...
A plump - faced girl held the door ajar to ask what he wanted . “ I want to see Don Enrique , ” he said resentfully . “ He has visitors . He is busy . ” The girl was insolent . “ I can wait , ” Luis assured . " You wait , " the girl ...
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