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” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. If, around noon, a coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. I’ll see you Seventh Period!” She said, quickly ducking into the English Room.
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