ones and Abe Abrahams, Sir Garry and LadyCourtney, who had hurried up from their estate at Lady-burg the This time there was astunned silence. What is it, Uncle Tromp? Come, I'll show you. Since his last birthday, Sir Garry had grown a small silver goateebeard, perhaps in unconscious imitation of his old friend General smuts.
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