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She had not, as a fact -- and a fact which came to my knowledge even before I reached my own threshold. I stepped into the train at Liverpool Street, fat, brown, and still knickerbockered. In one corner of the carriage sat Thistleton, in another Charley Miles.
"Not seen you for a day or two, old chap," said the latter genially.