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Darren was carefully pouring a jug of water into his biology textbook. “What are you doing?” asked Miss Markham. Darren looked up at his English teacher. “The exams are coming up soon, so I’m pouring over my books.” Miss Markham sighed. “It’s not ‘pouring’, it’s ‘poring’.” She beckoned to Darren. “Come and take a walk with me, young man. You might learn something.” Going down the lane, they came across a path leading away from the road. A young woman in a flamboyant white dress and an older man in a morning suit were just about to start hiking down i