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Archdeacons Afloat - C A Alington
“A ship in which strange ladies addressed unknown archdeacons
by night, and fled screaming at the sight of their faces, was
something entirely foreign to his experiences, and promised ill
for a peaceful holiday .... Never, since a rural dean (subsequently
suspected of hydrophobia) had endeavoured to bite him in the
leg, had he had so unpleasant an adventure.”
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