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Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. “I couldn’t help it. Suddenly she felt her wrist grasped by a strong hand. That's slang, meaning you're splendid. ’ The pathetic sob which accompanied the last word had a signal effect on two of the company at least. Pile it on! But if you can hear the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. “Dear me! I wonder what I ought to do. ’ ‘But why, Marthe,’ asked Melusine, as she walked into the house. I've seen many a clever cracksman, but never one like him. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands.
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