He's passed through some rough mental torture. . ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly. But for all that, it offered relief; his brain, stupefied by the fumes, grew dull, and conscience lost its edge to bite. ’ They moved to the door, while the lady shrugged, and then seated herself, glancing from the window into the street below, and then turning again to watch them in their huddle at the other side of the library. The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight. John knew everybody, it seemed.
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