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"The old place is just the same, isn't it? " says one tall bearded man to another, as they stand at the window of the Naval and Military Club, and look out at the lighted streets in the grey November dusk.
The man addressed turns his keen dark eyes on his companion's face. "The same -- yes, I suppose it is. It's only people who change, you know. Places and things haven't their excuse."