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Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. In that sense, my strategy worked. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. "Surely," she said, after a pause, "you don't attach any importance to what my mother has just said. Of course she had often heard sailors hammering out their ditties. “I suppose I ought to congratulate you,” he said.
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