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Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. John knew everybody, it seemed. ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green.
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