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Finally, at the exit into Regent’s Park, they ran against Miss Klegg. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. ’ Gerald unfolded his arms and threw his hands in the air. "If Jack would come to my house, I'd contrive to hide him," remarked a buxom dame. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. She was perhaps as near tears as ever before in her life. “Have to go now. “Shari told me.
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