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At present the world waits for that writer, and the confused record of the newspapers remains the only resource of the curious. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. “Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. "There were some marks near the window; but whether recently made or not could not be ascertained," replied Winifred.
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