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He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in Marylebone. ‘We don’t know who she is. "Oh, you're here, are you?" said the ruffian, with an exulting laugh: "I've been looking for you everywhere. We tolerate you for your genius, that's a fact. Martin proceeded to grab Lucy by the shoulders and air-kiss both of her cheeks teasingly. It was not possible for him to have been deceived. Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him.
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