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He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. As he returned to the table, he put his finger to his nose; and, though he said nothing, he thought he had a much better chance of winning his wager. She turned with an effort. The sunshine was brilliant, the air mild. It was Annabel’s. “I suppose you’re like the rest of them. It fell to the ground and smoked ominously. “Then we must try and make London endurable for you,” he remarked cheerfully.
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