As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. "Mercy on us! Well, I thought their manners quite out o' the common.
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