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” “You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. During the foregoing occurrences a dead calm prevailed. "All's bowman, my covey. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. For a long time even the strong pipe tobacco (with which McClintock supplied him) possessed a coconut flavour. He drew compellingly upon his new characters to keep him out of this melancholy channel; but they ebbed and ebbed; he could not hold them.
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