‘It were that there major, miss. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. It was she who had come out from the flat only a few minutes before. She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. They shared one class, Advanced Geometry.
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