She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. Adventure rules, and morality—looks up the trains in the Bradshaw. “That cannot happen!” She replied, feeling her world start to disintegrate underneath her feet. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers.
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