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In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips. He came down the shop looking for her quite obviously, and took up a position on the other side against a mirror in which he was able to regard her steadfastly. Pews had been brought in and set in two rows before the huge table, covered in white cloth, that formed the altar at the far end. It is all very complex. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir.
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