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There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. Over these hung levels, bevels, squares, and other instruments of measurement. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge. Speak lower. What other reason could there be? It’s more complex, but it’s better. Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference. The young man did not know what he was doing or where he was.
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