" "Take a glass of gin, Ma'am," cried Poll Maggot, holding up a bottle of spirit; "it used to be your favourite liquor, I've heard. Stanley, having pretended to linger to smoke, fled suddenly up-stairs to petrography, and when Veronica tapped he answered through the locked door, “Go away, Vee! I’m busy,” and made a lapidary’s wheel buzz loudly. “How did you know I haven’t been getting any sleep --?” “Oops, that’s my class. It’s that father of yours you take after, no question. He displayed none of the airy optimism of their previous talk over the downland gate. “Very funny.
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