The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors, growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. He could not see these two shrinking misses capering about in a nun’s habit and brandishing a defiant pistol. ‘What did you do with the portrait then? Not that I suppose it is much use any longer. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames.
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