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At the bottom of the trunk I found two of my mother's dresses. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill. “If you say so, Lucy.
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