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‘Not where we’re going. Maggot, who promptly interposed her cudgel. “How ridiculous! Fancy you with all that money! For heaven’s sake, though, do not go about playing the Don Quixote like this. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. ” “Surely,” he protested, “the change is all in favour of your own inclinations.
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