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You steered and I rowed stroke. Let—it—fall. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. The Goopes were the oddest little couple conceivable, following a fruitarian career upon an upper floor in Theobald’s Road. She broke a cobblestone over his head and he was out.
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