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I'm almost sorry your suspicions are unfounded, if your father in any way resembled you, my youngster. In the chapel she sang with an open-lunged gusto that silenced Ann Veronica altogether, and in the exercising-yard slouched round with carelessly dispersed feet. ‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’ Valade cut in at that. . The times were such that, with the opinions he entertained, he could not remain idle. What a pig she was.
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