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The sounds of the seashore infiltrated her dreams as she floated in heavenly bliss of sleep. ’ Lucy giggled. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. ” “That settles it. It's two hundred pounds. Ann Veronica became violently excited at the sight. Jove, he didn’t take to it kindly, I can tell you. I could be presented as Meysey Hill. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh.
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