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The eggs were all right, but nobody in this part of the world had the least conception of what the coffee bean was for. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. “But why is it preposterous?” asked Ann Veronica, and fiddled with a pipe on the mantel. ” He held his breath as she reached over the stick shift and touched his face. " "Go, I insist," cried Thames, "or take the consequences upon yourself.
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