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I did not have to dig deep in my imagination to create the status-obsessed suburban environment of Lucy’s modern milieu. I never even burrowed down into the trunk. The assemblage which was gathered together was almost countless. "Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see you. Selling out of the Army to take up his inheritance had spelled boredom to Gerald Alderley. But this only incensed the assailing party the more. " "We waste time with this fellow," interposed Sir Cecil, "and may lose the object of our quest, who, beyond doubt, has taken refuge in this building. Wood," returned Jackson, with the utmost composure; "you're a headborough, and a loyal subject of King George. I have it about me.
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