"Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. 256 Lucy chose her words carefully. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night. ’ Gerald could not suppress a grin. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood.
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