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While Bess was thus employed, her colleague had his hands full in London. On arriving at Paddington, Herrick drove directly to the West Kensington Flat. It was closed, and the porter explained that Mr. Joyce had been away for some weeks.
"Ah, that is a pity," said Dr. Jim with a grim smile. "I wished to see him most particularly."