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“I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. “Confound sex from first to last!” said Ann Veronica. ” “It certainly was,” she admitted. " "I tell 'ee what, saltwater," said Ben, "I'll lay you my fare—and that'll be two shillin'—I'm back in an hour. ” Anna hesitated no longer. “Awfully good of you, Teddy. ” She muttered some unlady-like comment upon herself under her breath and engaged in secret additions.
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