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In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. “Monsieur admires the poster?” As a rule Sir John treated such advances with cold silence. But I may yet live to thwart them.
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