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Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. ’ Looking round, she found the little coterie of soldiers crowded into the passage behind them. It must have been impossible to see me through that much rain. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her. And if he would, I would not subject him to the annoyance. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house.

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