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. Given time and the right environment, and he would outgrow these defects. But not today. Iālisten. He was standing at the moment close to the hatch, with his ear at the keyhole, and received a severe blow in the face. And if I hadn't been thirsty, that poor boob would have made a sure getaway and left James Boyle high and dry among the moth-balls! Oh, the old dome works once every so often.
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