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’ ‘To be sure I do,’ said Gerald swiftly. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. “It’s because I mean to send it back altogether,” she said. "Well, Sir?" gasped Sir Rowland. “Let me hasten,” she said, “to reassure you. “They ought to have been lopped in the spring. That is why I am here. They are more base then the animals and cannot be suffered to live, do you understand?” She nodded. He would have to probe further.
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