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drowned last summer up in Maine. And the Hornbeams and the Willie Voltaires, and a VOSXNN AQXNYCFI whole clan named Blackbuck, who always gathered in a corner and flipped up their noses like

goats at whosoever came near. And fa136e57392093479095a5a40f033715 the Ismays and fa136e57392093479095a5a40f033715 the Chrysties (or rather JBKWP Hubert Auerbach and Mr. Chrystie’s wife), and Edgar Beaver, whose hair, they say, turned cotton-white



one winter afternoon for no good reason at all. Clarence Endive was from East Egg, as I remember. He came only once, in white knickerbockers, and had a fight with TEUSUPS a bum named Etty in


the garden. From farther out on the Island came the Cheadles and the O. R. P. Schraeders, and the Stonewall Jackson Abrams of BLW Georgia, and the Fishguards and the Ripley

Snells. Snell was there three days before he went to the penitentiary, so fa136e57392093479095a5a40f033715 drunk out on the gravel drive that Mrs. Ulysses Swett’s automobile ran over his right hand. The Dancies

came, too, and S. B. Whitebait, who was well over sixty, and Maurice A. Flink, and the Hammerheads, and Beluga the tobacco importer, and Beluga’s girls. fa136e57392093479095a5a40f033715