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'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. “How’s the star?” John’s father asked. Say, that girl fooled me at first glance. She returned to these latter, and at the back of her mind, as she looked them over again, was a very distinct resolve to quote them after the manner of Miss Garvice at the very first opportunity. “To Paris! But why? What do you hope to discover there?” “I do not know,” he answered, “but I am going to see David Courtlaw. ” “Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven then,” he decided. I spoke a thought aloud. The chain, which had been partially cut through, snapped near the staple. Look at it, I say. They are long gone. “Really!” said Mr.
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