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‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint. The blood will rest on your head. There, after protestations of friendliness and helpfulness that were almost ardent, he mounted a little clumsily and rode off at an amiable pace, looking his best, making a leg with his riding gaiters, smiling and saluting, while Ann Veronica turned northward and so came to Micklechesil. She wedged the towel between her legs.
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