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Zuleika Dobson; Or, An Oxford Love Story
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Sir Max Beerbohm
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There
was
a
violent
jostle
between
the
remaining
men.
The
MacQuern
cannily
got
out
of
it,
and
rushed
downstairs.
He
emerged
at
the
front-door
just
after
Marraby
touched
ground.
The
Baronet’s
left
ankle
had
twisted
under
him.
His
face
was
drawn
with
pain
as
he
hopped
down
the
High
on
his
right
foot,
fingering
his
ticket
for
the
concert.
Next
leapt
Lord
Sayes.
And
last
of
all
leapt
Mr.
Trent-Garby,
who,
catching
his
foot
in
the
ruined
flower-box,
fell
headlong,
and
was,
I
regret
to
say,
killed.
Lord
Sayes
passed
Sir
John
in
a
few
paces.
The
MacQuern
overtook
Mr.
Oover
at
St.
Mary’s
and
outstripped
him
in
Radcliffe
Square.
The
Duke
came
in
an
easy
first.
Youth,
youth!
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