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It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March. She recoiled. He came into the club next day, and of course we went for him thick. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. That’s my point. Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. Capes agreed with the utmost cordiality.
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