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Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. O'Higgins followed him into the dining room. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. “You—appear to know my name, sir,” Sir John said. “How unkind!” she exclaimed. “You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled composure, “to be a very impertinent person. We Spurlocks take our medicine, standing. "Then, of course, you must know. " "It wouldn't surprise me if he did," remarked Griffin. “I heard your voices, and the hall is draughty.
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