‘Dreadfully untidy, is it not? Can’t abide bare rooms. "It was the story of a man, so to speak, who had left his vitals in his native land and wandered strange paths emptily. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. Wood?" "With pleasure," replied the woollen-draper. I'll think no more about her.
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