The shouts drew nearer, and lights were seen flashing ruddily against the sides and gables of the neighbouring houses. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to his ledgers. " "Can't ve call for asshistanche?" "And who'll find us, if we do?" rejoined Wild, fiercely. They exchanged greetings with the clarinetist.
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