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” “That’s horrible!” He gasped. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. “What do you mean?” Lucy asked. Talked about his years, his position and his constituents, and always sneaked off back to his hotel just when the fun was going to begin. The roof was partially untiled; the chimneys were tottering; the side-walls bulged, and were supported by a piece of timber propped against the opposite house; the glass in most of the windows was broken, and its place supplied with paper; while, in some cases, the very frames of the windows had been destroyed, and the apertures were left free to the airs of heaven. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set. “I was born there. To these she added the wine and spirits directed, and when all was arranged looked inquisitively at her master. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably.
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