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The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. Knew something was up. Manning’s handwriting had an air of being clear without being easily legible; it was large and rather roundish, with a lack of definition about the letters and a disposition to treat the large ones as liberal-minded people nowadays treat opinions, as all amounting to the same thing really—a yearssmoothed boyish rather than an adult hand. But even you cannot alter her character. ‘Me, I do not need the help of anyone. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. It's a mighty quare 'un, though. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did. His smile faded. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom.

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