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“I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. But she had spent nearly half of it, and had no conception of how such a sum could be made good again. She ran from the knave into the women’s quarters. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. " "Who cares if we do?" retorted Sheppard, with a look of defiance. Hold the chopper away from you, like this.
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