[english | 1917]
Excerpts: [... . The last thing I remember was... Kick that man of yours and come back to the bungalow, Hamilton interrupted, there's a job for you, my boy. He ...... smiled, and flung out a heap of dresses, hats, stockings and shoes. If they'd sent a roll or two of print I might have used them-but strong ...... course, dear old Miss Hamilton, he was saying, lowering his voice, I shouldn't like ...]
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