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Stott strode out into the street feeling more like himself than he had done for some time. He knew perfectly well that he had come to the end of his tether at last. He knew his journey had been in vain.
He would have found it difficult to give any reason for his present determination. He expected to get exactly nothing out of Mrs. Sinclair.