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“Well?” she said. “TROUSERS!” she whispered. ‘Don’t dare call her that to my face. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. ‘It is nothing at all of the kind. She thought her niece very hard and very self-possessed and self-confident. While he was thus employed a farming man came into the barn. .
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