The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. Return to him, I say—" "I can't," replied Jack, doggedly. Lucy snatched it up and put it in her pack. I told her I was sick today and she told me to get over myself. You get the idea. ’ He sighed.
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