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And this is not France, you understand. They were drenched with water and suds. “Dear old Daddy,” she said, “he’ll make a fearful fuss. I must tell somebody—and you would understand. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train.
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