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Part 3 She dismissed the first hotels she passed, she scarcely knew why, mainly perhaps from the mere dread of entering them, and crossed Waterloo Bridge at a leisurely pace. "My servants, like Eastern mutes, must have eyes, and ears,— and hands, if need be,—but no tongues. I can’t even make myself care. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust.
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