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” “By God!” said Manning, making the most of the word, “I suppose it’s fate. I’ve had a lot on my mind. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. Beyond was a narrow bridge, crossing a circular building, at the bottom of which lay a deep well. “And let us have a talk about this—some other time. Here are the jade carvers. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping.
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