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He had not addressed to her even the most ordinary courtesy of fellow travellers; she doubted that he was even aware of her existence. There was no one to be seen in the great hall. She had not been sufficiently prompted in relation to the ways of caravansaries; but her mind had been alert and receptive. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not.
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