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The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. I wonder. ” He replied solemnly, looking straight into her eyes. " "I will go," said Mrs. “Flesh and flowers are all alike to me. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. When he said, “Let’s go and see the wart-hog,” she thought no one ever had had so quick a flow of good ideas as he; and when he explained that sugar and not buns was the talisman of popularity among the animals, she marvelled at his practical omniscience. ‘I’ve never found a woman who did not drive me into a frenzy of boredom.
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