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It was a capital diversion; and as usual the Leatherneck bested the Britisher, in seven rounds. She agreed entirely with her brother. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. ‘Well, water under the bridge is that, miss. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive, as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion. The Oriental waterfronts were rank with the stuff.
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