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” “It’s too far for the ball to reach us,” said Miss Klegg. He upset some one —probably Mr. Several people in the crowd seemed to be fighting. She made no answer, and for a time he debated some problems with himself. "I merely asked the question," he said, after he had enjoyed the boy's suspense for a moment. Like a petulant child he snapped. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. Don't forget to cut out all effervescent water. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. "Here, Poll, help me!" Thus exhorted, Mrs.
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