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His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter. He was carelessly dressed, and there were marks of unrest upon his features. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. I tried painting and couldn’t get on. The fever came. Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief.
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