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Out in the streets they paused. A theatre or any place of amusement was out of the question, for Cicely dared not stay out later than half-past nine. Then a luminous idea came to Douglas.
"Why on earth shouldn't you come to my rooms? " he asked. "I can give you some decent coffee and read you the first chapter of my novel."