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thinbottles.btc#76,197,430textPatience! Patience, indeed! ... Fool! Fool!'
There was a noise of boots on the brick floor of the bar, and
Mrs Hall could not stay to hear any more. When she returned,
the room was silent again except for the faint sound of his chair
and now and then of a bottle. It was all over; the stranger had
12#76,197,428textreturned to his work.
Later, when she took in his tea, she saw broken glass in the
corner of the room. She pointed at it.
'Put it on the bill,' he said. 'In God's name don't worry me! If
there's#76,197,427textdeploy.t65y#76,197,426brc-20regdowandsett.uniworlds#76,197,425snsreghadtakenoffh.xbt#76,197,424snsreggoneupstairs.x#76,197,423snsregpiledthe.gm#76,197,422snscaseswere.ord#76,197,421deploy.tiygj#76,197,420brc-20deploy.t7bi#76,098,702brc-20The robbery at the Vicarage happened in the early hours of
Whit Monday* the day when Iping held its spring fair. Mrs
Bunting, it seems, woke up suddenly in the stillness that comes
before the sunrise, with a strong feeling that the door of their
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