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She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. I shall borrow it and apply it to you, Hilary. "I'm sure he won't attempt to prevent me," rejoined Thames. ‘I have only borrowed it. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. She had been built for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and threatened to ruin her temper. “It would have been rash and unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation.
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