F. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. He looked like an animated skeleton that someone had hung a smelly 105 brown beard upon. The Jew got in first. “We’ll go to a place where we can have a private room,” he said.
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