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The day had become suddenly overcast. He was tall and straight, and his expression was good. You cannot—shall not retreat. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. Ennison had disappeared. ’ ‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering comment from the captain.
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