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But my dear boy, he never left. He's still here. Mr. Temple is also here. They're on the third floor, both of them together.

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But my dear boy, he never left. He's still here. Mr. Temple is also here. They're on the third floor, both of them together.

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To cheap "it was fantastically cheap. It was less than half of what he had been willing to pay."
I knew you would. Do come in."

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"even in the darkness, he could see that the paint was peeling from the woodwork on their doors and windows, and that the handsome white facades were cracked and blotchy from neglect."

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¨This last entry is over 2 years old¨

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I wasn't here yesterday. Buuuuuuut. "That's funny, he thought suddenly. Christopher Mulholland. It rings a bell. Now where on earth had he heard that rather unusual name before?"

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"The fact that his landlady appeared to be slightly off her rocker didn't worry Billy in the least. After all, she was only harmless- there was no question about that-"

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"But my dear boy, he never left, he's still here."

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"But my dear boy, he never left, he's still here."

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"But my dear boy, he never left. He's still here. Mr. Temple is also here. They're on the third floor, both of them together.

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"But my dear boy, he never left, he's still here."

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"Normally you ring the bell and you have a least a half-minute's wait before the door opens. But this dame was like a jack-in-the-box."

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"But my dear boy, he never left. He's still here. Temple is also here. They're on the third floor, both of them together."

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wasn´t that the name of the Eton shcoolboy who was on a walking-tour through the west country, and then all of a sudden...

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wasn´t that the name of the Eton shcoolboy who was on a walking-tour through the west country, and then all of a sudden...

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"But my dear boy, he never left. He's still here. Mr Temple is also here. They're on the third floor, both of them together."

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"I stuff all my little pets myself when they pass away"

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the tea tasted faintly of bitter almonds