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I should say that having a doubt was enough to condemn it. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. . ’ ‘Pah! You can never be Valade. But this is a great lark, Ann Veronica! This turns life into a glorious adventure!” “Ah!” she cried in triumph. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet.
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