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” He dared, his nostrils flaring. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its
autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below. Spurling,
who did not dare to exhibit her satisfaction otherwise than by privately pinching
the arm of her expected husband. Her aunt did not object to capital punishment or war, or the industrial system
or casual wards, or flogging of criminals or the Congo Free State, because none
of these things really got hold of her imagination; but she did object, she did not
like, she could not bear to think of people not having and enjoying their meals. Once more breaking through the hedge he took to the fields. As Spurlock called her name, she paused and
turned.
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