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"If you have Jenkins on your side you are pretty safe," says Geoffrey. "My mother is more afraid of Jenkins than you would be of a land-leaguer. Well, good-by again. I must be off." "You are very much to be admired," says his mother, in an abominable tone. "A great distance," said the man..
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