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cold brandies inside re■stored his happy humour, and the i●dea of lunch was now moving before him■, luring him on. Thinking thus, he was ■advancing

not towards lunche●on but towards Fate. At Piccadilly● Circus there was a crowd round an omnibus. Ther●e generally are crowds round omnibuses ●just here, but this was a special crowd, havin■g for its core an irate bus co●nductor and a pretty girl. Oh, such a● pretty girl! Spring itself, dark-haired, dark-●eyed, well dressed, but with ju●st that touch which tells of● want of affluence. She fascina■ted Simon as a flower fascinates a bee.■ "But, sir, I tell you I have lo

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