I shall take to him as nat'ral as if he were my own flesh and blood afore long. Scarcely any one entered Mr. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. He breathed a little sigh of satisfaction. “Why not?” he exclaimed. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat.
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