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He walked to a bed of flowers at which an under-gardener was at work, and said to the man: "Have you good eyes?" "I thought maybe you meant 'em fer a couple of trees, Bill." "On a golden, Indian summer day like this," she finished and closed her eyes as his arms went about her..
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