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It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. " "It's all up," muttered Thames. She did not start for the Imperial College. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension.
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