She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,” he said, very firmly. ’ ‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. ’ ‘I’m coming to that. "You have all the world before you.
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