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Her father’s step quickened to a trot. "Come and sit down by me. She touched bow to strings, playing a fifth. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. The affair was thick with sinister suggestions. But he had been forewarned by his great-nephew. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly. “Oh, I know you would stop me if you could. Don’t stand gawping, man. Mere hangers on. ” She blushed deeply.
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