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She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. The girl nodded sagely.
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