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‘That’s my pet name. W," said Mr. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. "Thames!—Thames!" cried Winifred, rushing to the window. ’ The reference to Major Alderley’s wounds reminded Melusine all at once of the fight they’d had, and its consequence. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. ’ ‘None of your sauce, Alderley,’ rejoined the general, shaking hands with Hilary who came forward to greet him. Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt. .
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