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They walked past his old jungle gym set to a hilly park that dwelled sleepily beyond his house. John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines. He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. Austin could scarcely credit his senses when he beheld him. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. With one or two exceptions, there were no pews; and, as the intercourse with London was then but slight, the seats were occupied almost exclusively by the villagers.
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