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This year—I’ve got it badly. Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. Not Trodger. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning. At the door to the kitchen, he called out, ‘Pottiswick!’ The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. For the present the desire to fly was gone. “Why, what is the matter with you? What do you mean?” Annabel laughed scornfully. “What makes you ask such a question, Vee?” she said. Diane suggested to him that he retire early, and he did so agreeably, halfknowing it to be an order.
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