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No more Bartles House, no morestruggling with the stairs and the plumbing and the awfuldraughty doorways. schoolchildren through; and the elaboratelydressed doorkeepers, in their white tie and tails uniform. ''Six bedrooms. There was no earthlyreason why he shouldn't have suggested to his friend that hephoned Tom direct -- except that he would have mis
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