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"He seemed a beggar such as lags / Looking for crusts and ale. " / -- Chesterton.
The cold gray dawn was stealing over the river as we stood in the deserted bar of the Temple of Dreams. Gordon was questioning the two men who had remained on guard outside the building while their unfortunate companions went in to explore the tunnel.