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“You know—,” said Mr. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it. Better check on Remenham House, I suppose. Each of my scholars thinks it his own shirt.
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