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It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. ” He extended his hand. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. ‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse. I don’t feel it.
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