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” He too rose. ‘I do not know of whom you speak. 1. I consider even now that the present colour is far less becoming. ‘Thanks to him, Hilary and I nearly had our heads blown off. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil.
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