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‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor. Drummond nodded. Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. After a little further discourse the old man took his departure. Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street.
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