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‘Word has it that she is English on her father’s side. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. She plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone. “Come, we must go home and have some luncheon. In this part of the world it is wise never to be separated from your luggage. For my part, I think those shackles extremely becoming. She had neither the semi-boisterousness of the average American girl nor the chilling insolence of the English. She must not tell Martha about Gerald. Damn! I’ve splashed.
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