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Joan looked at her watch. She had an article to finish. Madge stood on tiptoe and kissed her. “Hullo!” she said. “Are you two concluding a bargain?”!
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Joan had gone out in September, and for a while the weather was pleasant. The men, wrapped up in their great-coats, would sleep for preference under the great sycamore trees. Through open doorways she would catch glimpses of picturesque groups of eager card-players, crowded round a flickering candle. From the darkness there would steal the sound of flute or zither, of voices singing. Occasionally it would be some strident ditty of the Paris music-halls, but more often it was sad and plaintive. But early in October the rains commenced and the stream became a roaring torrent, and a clammy mist lay like a white river between the wooded hills. “We are next floor neighbours,” he said. “My name’s Phillips.” Mrs. Denton had risen.
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