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There’s something—puppyish in a man’s usual attitude to women. But I don’t want to. The starling, on which the carpenter stood, was the fourth from the Surrey shore. She would come and sit cross-legged just beyond the bamboo curtain and silently watch him at work. Sheppard made an effort to speak, but her voice was choked by emotion. From there I plan to travel until I reach Columbia—but any lawless country will do.
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