The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. Nevertheless there came a residuum of expostulations. ‘That’s not much comfort. . ” Lucy commented, dismayed. Our ideal had fallen. "For ever!" said the thief-taker, preparing to follow.
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