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It was about ten a.m. of a Saturday, just a few minutes after Mona had taken off for the city, when Mrs Skolsky knocked on the door. I had just taken my seat at the machine and was in a mood to write.
‘Come in! ' I said. She entered hesitantly, paused respectfully, then said: ‘There's a gentleman downstairs wants to see you. Says he's a friend of yours.'