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” Ann Veronica was about to reply, when he went on, with a still more deadly quiet: “I am not here to bandy words with you. ‘Yes, but quite my own fault. She marvelled at his apparent imperviousness to the heat. Come home alone. You'll be wasting his time. ” Ann Veronica felt a slight embarrassment. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. A sense of impending disaster was upon him. “In fact, yes, I do. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. Glad you're home safe. ” “We should go back. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. Oh, it is unbearable.
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