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robe of the yellow race, the Dymchurch sexton, Mr. Mipps.
What's he doing there, how did he get there, and how long will he stop there? Who knows!
Perhaps the ancient fellow has still unfulfilled ambitions and dangerous, profitable enterprises tucked away under that Chinese sleeve. But it is pretty certain that Dymchurch-under-the-Wall will see him no more.
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