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In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. ” She yelled back. And now—Dear! Dear! The dayspring from on high hath visited me. ” The cabman, knocking with the butt end of his whip upon the window, reminded her that he was in a similar predicament. ‘More nor that. You can go for a walk with Lucy. I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently.
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