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Lock looked about him with a keen professional eye. He was trying to calculate exactly where he stood with regard to the position of the river in connexion with the site of the offices in Great Bower Street.
The passage from the basement of the house to the big hiding-place under the ruined building on Crombies Wharf was a long one, and consequently the small underground lake must be some distance from the main street.