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Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without prominently displaying the sentence set forth in paragraph 1. "It's a mysterious transaction altogether. Katy had sneered at her for a moment, their eyes locking. To-morrow, we'll go to the Fleet and get spliced. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. Here, it might be anything at all. I was curious about that. She peered into the darkness.
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