There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. Suddenly Ah Cum laughed aloud. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire. " "How did you escape?" asked Sheppard, who, as he shook off his slumber, began to recall the events of the previous night. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. “All’s well that ends well,” he said; “and the less one says about things the better.
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