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Sir John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself, a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a waiter. “I think she would,” she decided. He was astonished. Poor Ben was not so fortunate. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers.
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