It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Let us be gone. Attempts were made upon the door of the Lodge; but it was too strong to be forced. “My sister is sure to be out. ” “I don’t care how we meet,” she said.
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