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Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. ‘En tout cas, it is not up at all, but down. "Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. "Your name is Spurlock?" "It is. “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. Poor young lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence.
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