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The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. They are all at prayer at this hour. Without you, we might have had some trouble. I must go somewhere into hiding, a long, long way off. ‘That is settled then.
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