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Simons was toasting Naomi Pryse. It took Engelhardt some moments to realize this. The language he could stand; but no sooner did he grasp its incredible application than his self-control boiled over on the spot.
"Stop it! " he shrieked at the shearer. "How dare you speak of her like that? How dare you?"