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Thinking of Mantua, she wandered to the courtyard. . His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. But I tell you in return, I shall take no pains to hide myself. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. ” “You what?” she repeated incredulously. "These writer chaps are queer birds. ” She found it difficult to begin thinking, and indeed she was anything but clear what it was she had to think about. It depresses one, you know.
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