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WALKING into the city one holiday, a great many years ago, a gentleman ran up the steps of a tall house in the neighborhood of St. Mary Axe. The lower windows were those of a counting-house but the blinds, like those of the entire front of the house, were drawn down.
The gentleman knocked and rang several times before any one came, but at last an old man opened the door. "What were you up to that you did not hear me? " said Mr. Fledgeby irritably.