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He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is posted with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution must comply with both paragraphs 1. “I do not blame him. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round. ‘If ever I met such a pair of lunatics!’ ‘Give me that, Hilary,’ Gerald said at once, ignoring his remark and reaching out for the handkerchief. This man was apparently not sure whether he was Meysey Hill or not. I will neither stir hand nor foot for you more.
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