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... cil Jack’s arrival, while Ellen Young was inside chatting with him.
She had poured tea for Cecil Jack, brewed by herself.
Of course, she hadn’t made it herself; it was a gift from someone else.
Anyway, it was something valuable.
Cecil Jack wasn’t particular about such things, just looking around at the backyard setting, and watching the little black dog running around Ellen Young, he couldn’t help but sigh, "This is rather nice for you. After all that busyness, yo ...
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