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“The fool I have been!” he cried; and now speech was coming to him. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened towards Wych Street.
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