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“Please let me drive you home. Teddy overtook her, a little out of breath, his innocent face flushed, his straw-colored hair disordered. “I’m still inside you. . “You must send for the police at once, you know. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls.
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