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Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. A row of magnificent, and even then venerable, elms threw their broad arms over this pleasant spot. "Oho!" he said. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue. ‘Don’t dare address me by such a title. "You were a little out of your head.
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