If ever I could bring myself to ask you any favour, I would ask you to forget even as I have forgotten. How did you get your luggage out of the house? Wasn’t it—wasn’t it rather in some respects—rather a lark? It’s one of my regrets for my lost youth. All of a sudden, there was movement behind him.
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