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CHAPTER XXXVII
Word Count: 1196
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Released on: 17/11/2017
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An Old Man's Darling
“"The sea, the sea, the open sea; The blue, the fresh, the ever free," chanted the fresh and delicious voice of a young girl walking along the sands of the seashore in the summer sunshine at Cape May.”