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‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. His grief was so audible, that it attracted the notice of some of the bystanders, and Thames was obliged to beg him to control it. "Well, well, we'll say no more about it," replied Wood; "and, by way of changing the subject, let me advise you on no account to fly to strong waters for consolation, Joan.
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