” “Bring me a whisky and soda, and a box of cigarettes,” Ennison answered, “and then leave me alone, there’s a good fellow. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. And, also, she wanted to borrow that money. McClintock, coming from below, saw them and went forward. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. He had taken it back.
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