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Inspector Romilly thoroughly enjoyed himself that evening and later on, when he was much better off and in a position to give dinner parties himself, he often tried to reproduce something of the spirit that so pervaded things there.
All things harmonised so beautifully together. He was tired and he was hungry, and he sank thankfully into the happiness of it all.