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"Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning," said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. Suddenly the door of the flat opened and closed. “Don’t they look like a pair of young lovers sleeping off a tryst?” He observed. The moment they cease to be serviceable, or become dangerous he lodges an information, and the matter's settled. But why didn't you let me know they were coming. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. —Providence, I mean—HAS arranged it so that men will keep you, more or less.
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