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Chapter 10. The Dreams of Mrs Flintwinch thicken

           Thevisitorsalutedhimwithanotherpartingsnap,andhisnosecamedownoverhismoustacheandhismoustachewentupunderhisnose,inanominousanduglysmile.

           ‘ForHeaven’ssake,Affery,’whisperedClennam,assheopenedthedoorforhiminthedarkhall,andhegropedhiswaytothesightofthenight-sky,‘whatisgoingonhere?’

           Herownappearancewassufficientlyghastly,standinginthedarkwithherapronthrownoverherhead,andspeakingbehinditinalow,deadenedvoice.

           ‘Don’taskmeanything,Arthur.I’vebeeninadreamforeversolong.Goaway!’

           Hewentout,andsheshutthedooruponhim.Helookedupatthewindowsofhismother’sroom,andthedimlight,deadenedbytheyellowblinds,seemedtosayaresponseafterAffery,andtomutter,‘Don’taskmeanything.Goaway!’

           

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