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THE SPOILS OF POYNTON
A minute later she had returned with him to the waiting-room, where, in the thick swim of things, she saw something like the disc of a clock. "Is there an up-train?" she asked.
"In seven minutes."
She came out on the platform: everywhere she met the smoke. She covered her face with her hands. "I'll go back."
THE END
Richard Clay & Sons, Limited, London & Bungay.
