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Then he took me out to Monteaux, on a motor. " "Done!" cried the old sailor. "I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her. Little did I imagine at the time that it was my own father to whom he referred. Finally she decided that even for an hotel she must look round, and that meanwhile she would “book” her luggage at Waterloo.
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