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"You and your foolish lettersJulien [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! You left the way open for that
little bounder Carraby and he'll do for us. Lordhow they love him in Berlin yilai:
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http://www.darknessevolution.fora.pl/characters,14/on-the-makaloa-mat-londonjack-publishedabninl,42434.html#50700!"
They are not exactly appreciating him over hereare they?
Julien r[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]rked. "I don't understand the tone of
the Press at all. There's something at the back of it all."
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There is Kendricks agreed grimly. Sit tightwait till we are in your rooms. I'll tell you some news.
We are there now Julien replied [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as the little carriage pulled up. Follow meKendricksand take care of
the stairs. I hope you like the smell of new bread? You seethe ground floor is occupied by a confectioner's
shop. It keeps me hungry half the time.
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Kendricks murmured. "Are these your rooms?"
Julien nodded and turned on the electric light.
Not palatialas you seebut comfortable andI flatter myselftypically French. Don't you love the red plush
and the gilt mirror? Of courseone doesn't sit upon the chairs or look into the mirrorbut they at least remind
you of the country you're in.
Kendricks threw open the window. The hum of the city came floating into the room. They drew up
easy-chairs.
Whiskey and soda at your side Julien pointed out. You can smoke your filthy pipe to your heart'
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