Septimus by William John Locke
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Printed in U.S.A.
The Vail-Ballou Press Binghamton and New York RUTGER BLEECKER JEWETT CARO SEPTIMI AUCTORISQUE AMICO HIC LIBER SEPTIMI INSCRIBITUR SEPTIMUS CHAPTER I "I love Nunsmere," said the Literary Man from London. "It is a spot where faded lives are laid away in lavender." "I'm not a faded life, and I'm not going to be laid away in lavender," retorted Zora Middlemist. She turned from him and handed cakes to the Vicar. She had no desire to pet the Vicar, but he was less unbearable than the Literary Man from London |
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