The Burglary at Dollis Hill
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III. It’s kind of the World War II thing. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which
overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who
traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible
promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes
the aspect of virtue. She had never been so disposed to
agree that the position of women in the modern world is intolerable. The blue jowl,
the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head,
the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the
doctor's olden mental picture. ’
‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. . “Very good,” he said. And, for one
expedition at least, we will go up this desolate valley here to Mattmark, and so
on to Monte Moro.
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