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He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. It is a big house and there are many rooms in which to hide. But one changes the style of one's clothes yearly. Go to it; and the best of luck!" He went out. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said. Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter.
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