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” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face. I have never spoken of these things to any human being. “He is one of our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before dinner-time.
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