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The cloak outside, was the commonest looking bundle imaginable -- Dolor touched it; it grew smaller, and he put it into his trouser's pocket and kept it there until he had a chance to look at it.
It seemed but a mere piece of cloth, dark green in color, being worn and shabby, though not dirty.