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"There is Dollis Hill," said the man, pointing to a well-wooded eminence about a mile distant, "and there," he added, indicating the roof of a house just visible above a grove of trees "is Mr. Though he walked by the side of the governor, he seldom exchanged a word with him, but appeared wholly absorbed in the contemplations inspired by a broadbowled Dutch pipe. As he passed the Six Bells, he noticed the steeds of the two horsemen at the door; and glancing into the house, perceived the younger of the two in the passage. At any rate, it would be good to hear him saying the sort of things he did—perhaps now she would grasp them better—with this world-shaking secret brandishing itself about inside her head within a yard of him. ” “Well”—her breath failed her for a moment. When they reached her rooms she stepped lightly out upon the pavement. ‘Well, that depends. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. It's never a bad day that has a good ending. ” She stopped short. ‘Pray do not trouble yourself, Saling. . .
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