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" "Knock him on the head," thundered Sir Cecil, "or we shall have the watch upon us. "The Wastrel seemed to take it all right. I’d to go to Remenham House as well, and show Pottiswick your letter of authorisation. " "Permit me to see it, Sir James!" requested Jack. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food.
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