The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. She shot a sudden glance at him. “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. ‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. Very good.
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