I—I hurt myself. "Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. ” “How old-fashioned of you, Lucy. “I can assure you that it was quite unnecessary. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man. ’ She turned her head, eyes blazing.
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