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Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. This is a mere boy. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “I should like to speak to you for a few minutes,” he said to Anna, dropping his voice a little. There was a pint of champagne and a quart of mineral water (both taboo) at his elbow. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river. She is a stranger to you.
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