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Look in the small hide-bound book that he keeps in his boot. They fell in a diapason of smashes. ” He drank. ” They loitered under trees, they sat on mossy banks they gossiped on friendly benches, they came back to lunch at the “Star and Garter,” and talked their afternoon away in the garden that looks out upon the crescent of the river. He would read the jokes and illustrate them; and after a time I could see the point of a joke without having it explained to me. She was in one of her old walking-dresses, her hair was done in an unfamiliar manner, she wore a wedding-ring, and she looked as if she had been crying. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees.
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