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It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. Not so bad. “You see,” said Ann Veronica, with the air of one who shares a difficulty, “I’ve promised to go. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. ’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. She had heard Alice talking and crying at the same time, a painful noise. When he left these premises, three years ago, I took them from him; or rather—to deal frankly with you,—he placed me in them rent-free, for, I'm not ashamed to confess it, I've had losses, and heavy ones; and, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know where I should have been.
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