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THE Park Lane Hospital for the Dying was a sixty-story tower of primrose tiles.
As the Savage stepped out of his taxicopter a convoy of gaily- coloured aerial hearses rose whirring from the roof and darted away across the Park, westwards, bound for the Slough Crematorium. At the lift gates the presiding porter gave him the information he required, and he dropped down toWard 81 (a Galloping Senility ward, the porter explained) on the seventeenth floor.