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“You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. I had not been near the Royal Society since—since you disgraced me. McClintock's was a plantation of ten thousand palms, yielding him annually about half a million nuts. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began.
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