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The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. " "Mr. She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed. Wood. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned. ” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places.
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