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He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. The decision had been sound. I stole away and walked to the railway station.

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