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When Storm came to himself he was lying on the library couch with the gray dawn seeping in at the curtained windows and George's rotund figure in the hideous striped bathrobe looming up grotesquely from an improvised bed formed of two arm-chairs.
Storm felt a vague sense of irritation. What was he doing there, dressed save for his shoes and collar, instead of being in pajamas in his own bed, and why was George hanging around?