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” “In the Middle Ages, from what you’re telling me. ’ The lashes fluttered demurely. "You can't go to sea with a book of rules. Their flitting hands were always touching. Rules are for established things, like the pieces and positions of a game. So far as I'm concerned, nothing could please me more. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. “They would spoil every chance. He is delightful, is he not?’ ‘That will do, Lucilla. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole.
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