He smothered a laugh. “Sort of man who can see no further than his nose,” he remarked contemptuously. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to his surprise found it open.
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