A couple of swedes she would have given me, too, if you hadna#39;t sent the children to come bothering me, and aquot; aquot;Never mind all that, aquot; interrupted Dai. aquot;Whata#39;s ... At last, Abba. At last we are right, aquot; he exulted. aquot; Come, tell me the news.aquot; He gripped the arms of the chair once more and prepared to sit down. ... Dai sulked, and thrusting his hands deep into his trousers pockets, shuffled after him to the front door.
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