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The Town Traveller

CHAPTER XII
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The other mural adornments were old coloured pictures of racehorses and faded photographs of dogs.

A clock on the mantelpiece (not going) showed across its face the name of a firm that dealt in aerated waters.
Coarse and plentiful were the viands, and Polly did justice to them.
She had excellent teeth, a very uncommon thing in girls of her kind; but Polly's parents were of country origin.

With these weapons she feared not even the pastry set before her, which it was just possible to break with an ordinary fork.
Towards the end Gammon grew silent and meditative.

He kept gazing at the windows as if for aid in some calculation.

When Polly at last threw down her cheese-knife, glowing with the thought that she had dined well at somebody else's expense, he leaned forward on the table, looked her in the eyes, and began a momentous dialogue..


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