She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. Not a job he may care about; but he's a good sport. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. Henceforth, I utterly throw off the yoke you have laid upon me. Egad! I shall make a good thing of it. ‘Knowed it the instant I set eyes on her.
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