Someone stole my ancient, beat-up car that I was about to take to the junkyard. Well, I wish them joy of it.
You are English boys, you will remain English boys, and you will keep that name unsmirched.
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At any other time Jessamy would have laughed at the expressions that chased each other over his freckled face: crossness left over from his struggle with the baby; incredulity; distress; and finally delight.
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