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"What poet was that?" "Stevenson. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. " "I feel I have, dear Winny!" replied Thames, abashed at his own rudeness; "my conduct is inexcusable. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. Lucy stood relieved that she had not messed up the solo. " "I'd good reasons for placing it there, Sir; but don't question me about them now, or you'll drive me mad," returned Mrs. Darrell attempted to reply.
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