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It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. "Where is he?" asked Jonathan. He cocked an eyebrow. "A hell of a muddle! But all the talk in the world can't undo it. This individual apparently met with some impediment to his further progress; for he had not proceeded many steps when he turned suddenly about, and darted up the passage in which Wood stood. \"Hey, you dudes!\" The word dude coming from Michelle's mouth suited her just about as well as the word \"gnarly\" suited Winston Churchill. ’ Gerald unfolded his arms and threw his hands in the air. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob.
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