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VIIIToC
VIIIToC GREAT DISTURBANCES IN THE SESEMANN HOUSE A short time after the tutor had arrived next morning, the door-bell rang so violently that Sebastian thought it must be Mr. Sesemann himself. What was his surprise when a dirty street-boy, with a barrel-organ on his back, stood before him! "What do you mean by pulling the bell like that?" the butler said. "I want to see Clara." "Can't you at least say 'Miss Clara', you ragged urchin?" said Sebastian harshly. "She owes me forty pennies," said the boy. "You are crazy! How do you know Miss Clara lives here?" "I showed her the way yesterday and she promised to give me forty pennies." "What nonsense! Miss Clara never goes out. You had better take yourself off, before I send you!" The boy, however, did not even budge, and said: "I s
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