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Saint Giles's Round-house was an old detached fabric, standing in an angle of
Kendrick Yard. ”
Chapter XXV
THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH
The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room
with a deferential little gesture. The road from Surbiton and Epsom ran under the arch, and, like a bright fungoid
growth in the ditch, there was now appearing a sort of fourth estate of little redand-white rough-cast villas, with meretricious gables and very brassy windowblinds. "I feel guilty, going away and leaving that ignorant child; but our days have been
so planned that we dare not change the schedule. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but
there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that
oar. He would pull this young fellow back;
but later he knew that he would have to fight the boy's lack of will to live. Blank it was, except for a gate near the
bridgehead. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. .
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