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Cochrane's she turned herself. With grace she tapped a measure of gold. whisky from her crystal keg. Forth from the skirt of his coat Mr Dedalus. brought pouch and pipe. Alacrity she served. He blew through the flue two. husky fifenotes.--By Jove, he mused, I often wanted to see the Mourne mountains. Must be. a great tonic in the air down there. ................
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