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No sooner had Trenchard crossed the threshold than a fierce barking was heard at the farther extremity of the passage, and, the next moment, a couple of mastiffs of the largest size rushed furiously towards him. He returned to the car, Cokes in hand. From a scout stationed at the northern entrance, whom she addressed in the jargon of the place, with which long usage had formerly rendered her familiar, she ascertained that Blueskin, accompanied by a youth, whom she knew by the description must be her son, had arrived there about three hours before, and had proceeded to the Cross Shovels. His tie had demanded a struggle; he ought to have taken a clean one after his first failure. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. " "And leave you thus?" rejoined Jack. “It’s the centre of the intellectuals.
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