Nearchus, […] not knowing the compass, was fain to coast that shore.
Tuesday is the day when I do the dusting.
Every morning we have a stand-up meeting.
When Pinion or Linnora found a clumpful of suitable spruce twigs, they journeyed back and forth at two- or three-minute intervals.
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