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‘Not if I heard him aright. They had refused. He found a coach at the door, with the blinds carefully drawn up, and ascertained from a tall, ill-looking, though tawdrily-dressed fellow, who held his horse by the bridle, and whom he addressed as Quilt Arnold, that the two boys were safe inside, in the custody of Abraham Mendez, the dwarfish Jew. ‘More nor that. The threadbare remainders of the dinner discussion hovered over the topics of obsessive fans of the science fiction and horror genres. Nothing to check their proceedings but a declining habit of telling the truth and the limitations of their imaginations.
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