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I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. “What are you doing here? How dare you come to my rooms!” The man stepped into the middle of the room. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. ” “If you want to ask a favour,” he remarked smiling, “you have made it almost impossible for me to refuse you anything. “I suppose most people’s letters are queer. ” He caught up and went on with a sort of clumsiness: “Let me present you with them and be your voter. “And then they are swollen up and inflamed and drunken with matter. To be exact, it was just sixteen hours and twenty minutes. ” He looked at her very gravely.
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