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It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. Ann Veronica’s universe, which had never been altogether so respectful to her as she could have wished, gave a shout and whirled head over heels. “The bravest of us have joints in our armour. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. Then pain entered their depths. Even Ah Cum had resumed his Oriental shell of reserve. There’s nothing happened at all!” She didn’t mean, he concluded, to give him any more trouble ever, and he was free to begin a fresh chromatic novel—he had just finished the Blue Lagoon, which he thought very beautiful and tender and absolutely irrelevant to Morningside Park—or work in peace at his microtome without bothering about her in the least. ‘But what is it that amuses you, Jacques?’ Kimble’s grin spread wider.
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