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’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. "Jack!" Her son averted his gaze. Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. Their doors stood open, and placards with big letters indicated the section assigned to each.
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